Sinnaminsun Sinnaminsun - ~Child~

Are you a child with tantrum cries,
red faced and fist clenched?
Are you unable to wait your turn,
and tune out all replies?

You stomp and rage, and throw about
whatever which is near.
Unable to consider that
you were the one unclear.

Into your age I see a number,
much higher than your words warrant.
Arrogance is bliss, for one who will dismiss
All, in their torment.

2005

Sinnaminsun Sinnaminsun

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