SONNET RANT: Well, That Certainly Showed US

I sighed to learn just earlier this May
From Pew Research that those who go church
And brag about their being saved will say
More than those who eschew it, that their search
For God and safety tells them it's all right
To torture those suspected of a plot
To terrorize. I sighed but was contrite
That I was not surprised. Now I'm distraught
To hear the latest news: A doctor who
Performed abortions met today his death
Outside his church. I'll say, I really have no clue
How murder, torture may in the same breath
Be called good deeds by those who say they seek
To follow one who blessed the sinning weak.

This Lump In My Throat Won't Go Away Anytime Soon

The boys in blue don't stay home on snow days,

Don't get to choose who they help out or why,

No matter attitude, abuse or praise,

The job is clear: whatever goes awry

Must be redressed, at risk of life or limb

If needed. Accident, attack or fire,

Domestic fight, escape, or murder grim,

The boys in blue must suck it up. Admire

Or hate them as you will, you'll still get help --

Or if you're doing harm, they'll kick your ass,

While back at home, their kids and puppies yelp

And wives must give that dinnertime a pass.

So when some bastard shoots a working cop

It's right that civ'lization's at a stop.