there is beauty and violence here
is there beauty in a hanging body?
of course! the beauty of conviction
the streets mean and rivers raging
the people vanish in waves, torrents

can more be said as the innocent
bake in deserts of desolation
while shimmering mirage beckons
with shade and cool water just ahead
turning to oasis of redeeming reality

as senseless violence continues
unabated whilst beatified altruism
surrounds each villainous accretion
of rock on heart that just won't end
always another happenstance of will

a small boy helps his grandmother
in any trivial way, gladdening
then drowns in the afternoon pool
fates, oh, the fates always stringing
pulling this way and that, the lives
of all the actors, some passion play

the part cast trivial or challenging
when the angelic take center stage
and say their eloquent lines,
bringing the audience to its feet
applauding the meaning of life
it is after all a worthy endeavor
and bowed, the grateful of accolades

© agoodguy2have 2010-08-03