Bonus Poem of the Week: Grow Up and Shut Up!

Greetings, readers!

I know that I promised you all this past Sunday that the next poem I would post on this blog would be either more positive than the past couple of poems I’d published or would cover a topic that I hadn’t covered in a long while, if ever. However, before I can publish such a composition, I simply feel that today’s piece is in order. To put it simply, it’s a little something that I’m sure the majority of us—if not, in fact, all of us—have wanted to say to someone at one point or another in our lives, regardless of whether or not we know said person. Whiny friends and relatives who still haven’t accepted adult responsibilities, self-righteous political radicals of all kinds who want to point fingers at “the enemy” for the way things are in the country (and, in fact, the world), random schmucks on the Internet who complain to the world about certain “issues” in their lives that pale in comparison to the hardships of others, people in general who won’t let go of a painful past when they sincerely can—these are just a few of the kinds of people I’m sure we’ve all wanted to grab by the collar at one point or another, smack across the face, and tell them to Grow Up and Shut Up. Such is the name of the following villanelle, which I’ll be using as a kind of blow-off/setup poem before my final “Poem of the Week” for the September of 2013. In the meantime, please enjoy the composition below!


Grow Up and Shut Up!
September 26, 2013

Grow up and shut up! I’m done hearing it.
You keep drilling the same old holes in the ground
Over and over again—same old bit!

Each time you talk, I want to throw a fit
With the crap that comes from your mouth so round.
Grow up and shut up! I’m done hearing it.

You never change your tune—not one small bit.
I’m shocked anyone near you sticks around.
Over and over again—same old bit!

Most ev’ryone knows you’re so full of it,
So they run away ‘til they’re safe and sound.
Grow up and shut up! I’m done hearing it.

Can’t you let things go for just one small bit
‘Fore you tick folks off ‘til your head they pound?
Over and over again—same old bit!

Good riddance, then! I’ve had enough of it.
I no longer want to see you around.
Grow up and shut up! I’m done hearing it.
Over and over again—same old bit!


Well, that should do it for today. Thank you all for stopping by my humble little blog once more, and I hope that today’s poem helped to serve as a sort of empathetic pressure valve for all the pent-up frustration you yourselves may be feeling towards certain other people you may have had to hear from or about in recent memory. I promise you all once more, however, that this coming Sunday will see to the emergence of a work that will serve a more noticeably positive purpose. Until then, however, thanks, everyone, for stopping by, and hey—for those of you looking to start you holiday shopping early, feel free to visit my author pages at,, and to check out my current publications. Otherwise, as always, happy reading!

Dustin M. Weber


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