SOCIETY PLAYS GOD
New Years Eve 2006
My son
Peacefully sleeping
Chilly rain falls gently
Our world
Whirls wildly out of control
The news
It makes me nauseous
A “butcher” from Baghdad
Hung by the neck till dead
Society plays God
An entire universe
Eyewitness
In stark divergent surmise
An evil man
Perhaps
My hands shall remain bloodless
Centered on absolute love
Acceptance
Unconditional
As days of change begin
Global autocracy
Spreads like lethal cancer
So many helpless stowaways
So little time to share
My focus shall remain their needs
Give freely
That which was given to me
© Bill Grimes Jr. 2006
