O Tempora! O Mores! Poem by Ramona Thompson

O tempora! O mores!
What times! What manners!
What has man done?
What has man made of himself?
Does it not make fall down to bended knee and weep?
So many lost souls
So many, too many mortal sins
In this cesspool of life, is it any wonder that none of us ever make it out alive?
Such shameful displays of wanton sex and disgrace
Is there no honor left amoug man anymore?
No respect?
No hope and no joy?
Far better that soon this world shall end
So that a cleaner, purer one may take its place
Cos maybe then, just maybe if we are granted a chance by God's gentle grace above
We can start over fresh
We can stop murdering and raping this earth of all its finest God given resources
Yes, yes that must be the answer indeed
Blow this world and its many sinners apart with one fell nuclear swoop
Then 7 days from that moment we may begin
Begin again with a whole new and this time better world
Yes, yes indeed I believe this just might work
How about you my friends?

2008 Ramona Thompson

Note-Scary but true, there really be some people out there who think this is the answer to all our problems. God forgive them.