Pentecost 2+B

Crowded Eyes

ah crowds
I so want to be one

so do others

crowds clash and crash
over membership

I’ll control
lest you control

while divided
crowds crash and burn

they take many
down with them

the only common remedy
is to find an acceptable enemy

so who’s your mother
and extended kin

those ready to forgive
lest we plunder to extinction

at last
even our own

enemies are a dime a dozen
a false illusion