Thursday, April 26, 2007
One Seventy
They don't know why
he fired 170 rounds,
or why he was so angry.
His family said he
rarely spoke, yet
he mailed reams of discourse
between
his first and second
indiscretion.
And in Iraq, today,
72 died, and my neighbor,
Mrs. Hudson,
phoned me
to tell me that
these are terrible times,
because, she said,
the bible said so
in a prophecy.
She asked if I could
imagine life before the
original sin
and I told her
that I liked apples.
She said that the Bible
never mentioned
what fruit it was,
but that she knew
it was bananas,
which I like even better.
So I let the sun shine
in the picture,
because it does shine,
even when our behavior
is
so
pitiful.
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1 comment:
it is too easy for many of us to be on edge
especially on edge during days that others smile fake
or when our pulse is just a bit slower than usual
or when a hummer smashes through a redlight just missing the minivan with
three sisters anxious to watch night at the museum
anger is driven too much by what we see, feel, hear
we should find the good in what we see, gfeel and hear
maybe we should all read the bible or a book that will make us feel and see and hear something better
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