Wickedness, wickedness, why so much in this old world.
I’m surprised the world doesn’t fall apart from it all
and float into space in pieces with the good and the wicked
screaming and dying and glued to it by gravity.
How the world keeps it together hosting so much evil
is a lifelong mystery to me.
Maybe the fact that daily many wicked people die,
balances the good and the evil out so much
that it eases earth’s burden of having to host so much evil.
Bob Boyd
Author: BobBoyd
Age 80. Cancer survivor since 3 years ago. Work out 3 times a week. Ride my exercise bike 2 hours a day. Live a solo reclusive life. Retired a year ago from working with the elderly in a nonprofit. Started writing poetry a little over a year ago; most poems I write are fictional but some are not. Spiritual with a permanent spiritual experience. Write poems on many subjects. Always researching for many of my poems and because of my unquenchable thirst for knowledge. After reading and hearing about many near death experiences and death bed visions, I believe death is the ultimate awakening and the relocation of a lifetime. You may believe differently, but you have the right to be wrong -- I'm just messing with you. :-)
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