Ennui and Entropy ~ Philip Brent

Do family gatherings make you scream,
Sometimes so bad that you turn mean?
You have to wonder if you are related;
When it is time to leave, you’re elated

Some drink to excess, are bigots, drunks
Angry at life; you must bear their junk
No matter how calm you try to act, be
Beliefs so outrageous, they jerk a knee

Whether spouting politics or religion
Words sharp with hate, full of neon
Rankle, driving home, color your trip
At least half-way, till you can get a grip

Gatherings are never what you hoped
Feelings fester inside, but you’ve coped
No matter how narrow they’ve become
Still blood, no reconciliation once gone