when the world didn’t end
although some were sure the Mayan calendar
but certain citizens are engaging
in mass shootings at elementary schools,
nowhere semi-rural downtowns too
near where I grew up for comfort,
and firefighters outside of Rochester.
Others decided it was appropriate
to picket the funerals of murdered
six and seven- year-olds
and yet more
decided it was acceptable
to burn a church because
they didn’t approve of the crowd
of hurricane relief volunteers
that house of God
chose to shelter.
My own pacifism
was tested to tearing
as I pondered sending feline feces
to Topeka Kansas as part of
an internet campaign to show
the Westboro Baptists exactly
what many think of them.
Housemate halts proposal,
informs me of potential felonious
results. Activist in me
barely blinks at mideameanors anymore.
but balks at major crimes.
However, the postal service
makes no such claims.
But pause in plan
makes me reconsider
becoming the evil I deplore.