A Life

He sat pondering his 80 years of life
Passing by in his mind like cinematic images.
It all seemed so unreal to him as if a fiction.
All his victories, loves, and achievements
Merely figments of a memory clouded by years.
He wondered if a life means anything
Other than an insignificant dalliance in time.

Bob Boyd

The Power of the Cross

Old empty, haunted churches abound.
Crosses still hung, symbols of the faith.
Spirits manifesting in rectories and pews.
Bells ringing without human hands.
Ghosts appearing on the grounds.
Demons alleged to possess some.
Satanists celebrating darkness in some too.
Whatever happened to the power of the cross?
Why can’t it negate all this devilry?
Or is the power only in movies and on TV?
How I wish the power of the cross was
Real and as powerful as in the movies and on TV.

Bob Boyd

The Jungle

Cars screeching.
Roads raging.
Pedestrians
knocked out.
Women raped
and assaulted.
Passengers pushed
into oncoming
subway trains.
Criminals unpunished.
Crazies rioting.
Drug addicts turned
into zombies.
Streets littered
with trash.
Stores closing.
People fleeing.
Welcome to
the jungle.