Day: June 24, 2024

Soaring temperatures
Heat waves
High humidity
Low blood flow
Decreased blood pressure
Depleted fluids
Heat strokes
Organ failure
Heart attacks
Kidney failure
Summertime
Sometimes
Like a serial killer

Bob Boyd

I hated spinach; she loved it.
She wanted to eat it every night.
I never wanted to see it on the table.
She was unwilling to compromise,
And I was just as stubborn.
What began as a difference in taste
Ended in arguments every night.
Eventually she said she was leaving,
And I told her to make sure she took
Her awful tasting spinach with her.
Now I hate spinach more than ever.

Bob Boyd

Like an old song, he got lost in love
But couldn’t find how way out when
He discovered he was lost with the
Wrong woman who happened to be
An ax murderer like an old movie
Fortunately he had good GPS and
Got some direction and was able
To find his way out of the wrong
Turn he had taken and fell in love
With another woman who was
Really a life size Barbie Doll
But at least she wasn’t out to
Ax him to death if you ask me

Bob Boyd

Murderers, rapists and pedophiles, why do we have to have them in this world?
Why do all their innocent victims have to be subjected to such twisted horrors?
If God is love, where is the love in that?
And why is it even permitted in this world?
I can in no way fathom the purpose in that for anything Divine
Or any purpose for such infamy existing that harms so many innocents.
If I believed in a Satan that lures people into such heinous acts,
Then I could see the cause and effect and maybe understand it.
But even then, why would some have to be turned into monsters?
And why are some people born into this life as psychopaths?
You could say it is all about free will; people have a choice.
But what choice does a being have who is born a psychopath?

Bob Boyd