The Human Race Gets a Bad Report Card

People have never been able
to get along for long
nationally or globally.

Wars keep happening.
Some countries can’t coexist in peace
Crimes still surge. Hate still rages.

Jails are still filled to capacity
with every imaginable kind of offender.
Murders happen everywhere everyday.

What a sad statement to the progress
and the evolution of the human race
that may be racing to its dissolution.

It’s like a delinquent, troublesome schoolkid
who sheepishly comes home
with all F’s on his shameful report card.

Bob Boyd

Nothing Lasts

He visited the town he grew up in.
He knew nobody there.
Everything had changed
all the old stores were gone
The places had been rearranged.
All the people he knew had died
or move somewhere far away.
They’d been replaced with
many people he never knew
that overpopulated his town
and turned it into a crime-ridden
noisy and traffic congested city.
It brought clearly home to him
the realization that nothing lasts.

Bob Boyd

She Knew the Gators by Name

He met her on a dating app online,
a mysterious, exotic beauty,
who lived deep in the everglades in Florida.
She claimed to know the gators there by name
Alphie, Wanda and Clem.
He thought that was impressive, if true.
He drove down Alligator Alley to her
rustic cabin hidden in the everglades.
She was more beautiful in person
than her photos could ever have captured.
He stayed for the night and they got in a fight
He stomped outside to drive away
It was so swampy and dark he could hardly see
and curiously his car doors wouldn’t open.
He heard her call Alphie, Wanda and Clem
in an eerie and strange singsong voice.
He turned around and shuddered and screamed
and the snapping jaws of Alphie, Wanda and Clem
were the last things he ever saw in this world.

Bob Boyd