Execute Love

March 06, 2010

Just about every day, I try to read a little of what’s going on in the world; not only local, state or national news but especially international news made available to us on the World Wide Web. Don’t you just love it? The world is much smaller thanks to the existence of the net, wireless; the advent of computers really; next in the future?

MMy Favourites, or Book Marks - drop down menus are chock full of stuff I’d like to visit over and over again; most of which we don’t, but it’s great to have those things available just in case. Over time they’ll get deleted one by one and like an old tool that sits in the garage waiting to be used, those book marks are there for the same reason of being quicker to access, aren’t they? Life’s never end of re: searching.

Well, that’s the idea anyway. At this point, four years down the road mmy personal computers memory is just about full; including a few new flash drives, older CD’s on down to scores of colour coded floppy’s plopped in boxes from the passed. Sometimes we’re so organised it takes more memory to find that special one thing over the paths leading through the categorical jungles one to the next and next.

Regardless, it was a year or so ago, maybe a little longer - back there in synapse land, when searching through many of those news article mazes that the following words came to mind. Most of them were inspired by either the headlines, the content of the articles or just synopses of what the whole article, or group of articles were about.

I can remember that day as seeming to be one of the most appalling when it came to reading the world’s news. The ending words were actually the first time this kind of an exercise took place. Since then more have followed like word steps walking up and down mountains of good and mostly evil supplied by little elves or news people.

There doesn’t seem to be a shortage of the negative news in this world. On the other hand it takes a little longer for some reason when we’re in search of more positive news, especially when the Whole of earth is concerned. Negativity sells news papers, more and more of which are nothing more than sensationalism selling lives/reality?

When reading news or views it‘s difficult to find the positives. They’re hidden or it seems like if they’re written at all, they’re usually in a font size that one would need a microscope to find it. Even reading between the lines doesn’t help that much.

Now a day because so much of what do, we call it; information – right; is made available, it always amazes mme how one can write any number of short stories, or maybe even whole books just from reading the headlines and - bye lines. In this case that particular dazed news, all of which was negative brought thoughts of how humanity in general seemed to be in a sad state of re: peer. The more things change?

From the beginning to the end of composing this poem, I took in all the negatives of that day one could find. It was the last two thoughts that chilled the most. It’s when we take into account all of these things and try to justify any one of them for one reason or another; depending on why the crime was committed in the first place.

Like witnessing a person facing the ultimate penalty for the ultimate crime they’re accused of. If at all possible whomever person no matter the age or circumstances of the person who did commit that crime, someone would or more importantly COULD think it occurred with good reason. The ends justify the means perhaps?

I’mm not sure if it was last year or the year before when a driver of one of those big milk-tank trucks crashed into an Amish school locking up all the children and the teacher; then one by one eliminating all that didn’t escape, including himself. I think that in itself is the worst crime. Children, innocent bystanders in that person’s life.

No matter the consideration of ANY excuse for any crime; I wonder if we all can understand these things when it comes time to:

Execute Love

Beat the homeless
Maim the child
Kill the in know sense
Meek; end mild
Raise the price is
Tomb the cars
Annihilate - Sacrilege
Pass out S.A.R.S
Blow up smiles
Damage treasure
Chop to death
Just ‘fore pleasure
Tear down centuries
Antiquities glance
Deforestation
Never scene plants
Greed is goaled
‘Ain’t my job’ pool
Soul’s hour sold-bye
‘In the clear’ tool
Spoil the land
Tock sick’s bred
Malicious roomers
Raze the dead
Reek, the havoc
Pander moany ‘em rains
Starve - who cares?
Need ills - pain
An our key heaven
Ammo seek your
Smash the gentle
Dearth the poor
Famine the mind
Water the rich
Slaughter children
Use sum of a bitch
Murder the truth
Slay fellow man
Execute Love
Just cause?

You can.