Chaos Troubadour
Poem
by Jerry Kirk
JerryKirk.com
SHOUT
at the indignities
the transgressions
the crimes against
God
and Earth.
HOWL
(like Ginsberg) at the
inhumanity the
futility the
certainty
that man will never change.
Technology does not equal
Evolution we are all still
children immature wrestling
on an expanded playground of
land sea and
sky.
Bang you're dead!
I'm telling Mom!
Wait till your Father gets home!
News flash:
Father
is
home.
God created Man.
Man created religion to
redefine God to
make God in Man's image to
use religion as an excuse to
murder
judge
sin.
SCREAM
at a future
in jeopardy.
CRY
because a voice
of reason goes
unheard.
Order like peace
is hard to evoke
without marring the
very definition.
Chaos is easy.
Chaos Troubadour© COPYRIGHT 2006 Jerry Kirk.
Reproduction prohibited without permission from the author.
04/27/06
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