Sold gold at sixteen-years-old
All the kids wanted to be like him
Coolest guy ever in high school
All the girls wanted to be with him
Suffered from severe depression
Hung himself to death in the gym
Thirteen classmates followed him
Couldn’t live with most popular
Guy ever in high school gone
Bob Boyd
He stumbled out of her apartment, heartbroken.
She said she found a new love, and they were done.
He left her apartment, went to a corner bar teary-eyed.
Drank himself into oblivion, wished he were dead.
Too drunk to drive, too out of it to care, barely aware,
He staggered down English street at 2 am, almost fell.
An old friend saw him, took him in for the night,
So he could sober up and get himself right.
When he woke up at his friends apartment
The next morning, the sun shining through the blinds.
Over fresh brewed coffee, the friend apologized
For stealing the woman he thought was his forever love.
He didn’t take the news well, told his friend to go to hell.
Left his ex-friend’s place in a huff, vowed to never love again.
Bob Boyd
Those crazy days and nights with you
He’s so glad they’re over
You seemed sane and caring
In the romantic beginning
Before he got snared into your
Twisted, insane dramas
He endured years of your torments
That sucked the life out of him
Until your departure for another
Freed him from your toxicity
His rehab from your debilitating ways
A sane and caring new love
Bob Boyd
Endless chatter fills the air
Sounds of billions of voices
All across the vast planet
Big talk and small talk
Important, unimportant
All rendered insignificant
With their terminations
And their sounds erased
Bob Boyd
The sun uncovers the sky
Birds herald the morning
With a medley of songs
All of nature awakens
The world begins anew
Bob Boyd
Over a
Hundred people.
Murdered in
His quiet
Small town
By a single
Killer
Shocking
Unexpected
Devastating
The killer’s
Name
COVID.
Bob Boyd
Houses, cities, farms and cows passing by,
the view from the train window.
Rivers, lakes, forests, and trees passing by,
the view from the train window.
The train derails, people screaming,
inside the train lives passing away.
Bob Boyd
A tree falls on a women in New York
and ends her life.
A bridge collapses in Baltimore
and 342 people die.
An elderly woman takes a walk
And a pitbull kills her.
A homeless man in Chicago finds a lottery ticket
And wins a million dollars.
Bob Boyd
When I was a child, I thought priests had a certain mystique,
a kind of holy aura about them.
How shocked I was when I grew older and read about
priests molesting children.
How outraged I was when I read about the Catholic Church
covering up those molestations.
How saddened I was for the good priests under clouds of suspicion,
people thinking they could be pedophiles too.
It was so unthinkable some priests with that certain mystique
could ever lose their holy auras and molest children.
Bob Boyd
Fred and Rose West raped their children,
tortured and murdered some of them.
Raped and killed many young women.
Without a doubt none of those victims
deserved such horrific deaths.
How can one account for such infamy
against innocent victims If there’s a
loving God residing in heaven?
Maybe you can believe the victims
had massive karmic debts accrued
from wicked past lives that had
to be paid off with their murders.
Maybe you can believe there’s no God,
so all these nefarious acts upon this
crime-ridden planet are random fates
with no karma or Divinity involved.
Christians often sing God is in control.
I cannot see God in control of such
depravity. Raping and killing one’s
children and murdering many
young and innocent women.
Maybe as some Christians believe
the Prince of Darkness Is the cause
of all the unending evil in this world.
I can see resolution in that belief.
But I cannot accept a Satan caused
The Wests to rape and kill wantonly.
Nor can I fathom why so much
evil runs rampant in so many lives.
Bob Boyd