Self Delusion

Self Delusion

Oh justice of the world, where art thou now?
How is it that we hear the thundering hooves,
and see the clouds of dust that do arise
as we attempt to outrun our own fears
that follow us, with ill intent to harm?

Why must the bloody justice(?) of the past,
usurp the rules of common sense and gods,
if gods there be, or even common sense
among the throngs of liars, cheats and thieves?

We all are cannibals who prey upon
the weakest of a sick society.
Free trade, free choice, free right to die in vain,
free right to laugh as we inflict the pain.

Oh children of a world that runs amok,
yet counts itself among the chosen flock.

© James Walter Orr 12/16/2011
aka ezseeker aka Easy Seeker