Confessions of an Innocent Murderer

I have been thinking lately about the myriad of hypocrisies in my own little world.

The essence of right and wrong means that one wrong cannot be “wrong-er” than another. All things are equally right or wrong.

Killing someone is wrong. Secretly hating someone is the equivalent.

Stealing a car is wrong. Keeping a CD someone else made of illegally downloaded music is just as bad.

Taking control of someone else’s life by abducting them and exploiting them is wrong. Manipulating someone to get them to do what you want is no better.

But how can that be? How can it be that something seemingly harmless is on par with a horrific crime?

Well, the only difference is how obvious the results of your actions are. You may think illegal downloading hurts no one… but what about all the people effected by not getting their fair share of the music’s proceeds?

You may think that hating secretly only effects you, but what if that person commits suicide because no one bothered to see beyond their faults and love them?

How many people have I killed? How many people have I stolen from? How many manipulated persons fill a slave quarter in my life?

…..Just a thought…….

Tree of Life: A Pantoum-ish Poem

O to be like God!

I died from one bite

Perfection drowned by fraud

As hell’s minions applaud

I died from one bite

And my soul loses its flight

As hell’s minions applaud

Return to ash and sod

As shadows stain the light

And weeds grow where I trod

I hide behind a skin facade

Strive to purge this evil blight

And weeds grow where I trod

Apocalypse horses’ feet are shod

Strive to purge this evil blight

Fleeing from the coming night

And weeds grow where I trod

Perfection drowned by fraud

Strive to purge this evil blight

O to be like God!