Out Of Proportion Poem by RoseAnn V. Shawiak

Wasting no time, writing out all thoughts as they flow
continually from within an interior waterfall, isolate-
ed in depths of an interior life.

Alone, self-assured, living in the vibrant and energetic
liveliness that has become the center of my life through-
out the years.

Watching as the world aroundme grows out of proportion,
material things becoming more important than people,
negativity running rampant.

Leaving the world in the hands of evil and corrupt people,
none of them having a heart, made purely of evil intent
only, no compassion.

No love for women or children, using them only for their
perverse lust, wants and desires, why do we put up with
their kind just because they're coming into our country?

Ending this atrocity now needs to be number one on our
priority list, doing away with radical muslims, isis,
pedophiles once and for all.

No sharia law for it is obsolete in our country, prosecute
all rapists, pedophiles, murderers because that's what we
do in the United States Of America, one nation under God.