The World's Pandemic Poem by James Kraton

The World's Pandemic

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What is there to this world?
When the hearts of men are evil,
When our tongues are like fire,
When our spirits are filled with depravity.

We are quarrelsome people,
Looking to fight for some earthly pleasure,
Looking to stake a claim on selfishness,
Looking to cover the little light of the world with darkness.

What is left other than wickedness?
There is surely no wisdom,
There is surely no righteousness,
There is surely no love.

Who are we?
We are the scum of the earth,
We are the corruption to the righteous,
We are the gods of idolatry,

I look around.
What is there to this world?

POET'S NOTES ABOUT THE POEM
I was reading my Bible, and I found Proverbs 2: 12. 'Wisdom will save you from the ways of wicked men, from men whose words are perverse.' I realized how wicked this world was, how much wisdom we really have, and I just had to write it down. The title is a little hard to understand, man's evil, that is our disease, that is the world's pandemic. Much of this, of course, refers to the commandments set by God. By the way, I am a Southern Baptist!
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James Kraton

James Kraton

Pilot Point, Texas
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