Wednesday, May 22, 2013
Good morning:
Searching Mind inspired this post from an old and tired voice for the damned.
Your passionate voice for simple nonjudgmental human decency does not go unheard,
as the inexorable tinkering with the machinery of death continues
in this latest sad chapter,
unabated.
She does not fit,
She is mentally ill, abhorred and damned,
but not legally insane.
Vengeance serves no relief to anyone.
A mouth full of sawdust cannot spit out the venom from a fresh kill.
No satisfaction will be found today
in the halls of the Maricopa County Courthouse.
Instead,
emptiness shall reign
as it always has and always will,
unabated.
Until at last
people listen
and stop building
a mountain of the dead.
Unabated.