ALL OTHERS HAVE WORTH,

AS DO I

I follow the Golden rule,

but not everybody does.

Too many souls are toxic.

Just a few have gold

in their souls.

Too many women

only exist to service

needs of their husbands .

Too many drivers

will drive over

my feet to stop me

from crossing the street.

Too many neighbors

seethe with rage

over an imagined slight,

ready to key a car,

and slash tires.

Too many miserly hogs

think ridiculous greed is good!

Too many pit-bulls abound,

ready to rip a piece of flesh

out of the Good.

What else can tyrants do

with bombs, except drop them?

Too many unable to love,

who never learned to apply

the balm of tenderness.