Square

Square
Not round
Not oval
But square

Demanding exact change
Driving at speed limit
Following rules to the dot
Pursuing perfection

Despite their face
Not being perfect
Their persona
Far from perfect

Unconsciously aware
Of so many self imperfections
The pursuit of perfection
Perhaps is to compensate

So that the degree of squareness
Is inversely proportional
To the degree of self confidence
Of how perfect they truly are

Regardless of how many
Imperfections they possess

Until Too Late

Opportunities seldom present itself
Not enshrouded from plain sight
Often hidden behind the obvious
What is apparent on the surface

Such that when disaster strikes
Or bad deed of any kind
To blame and punish
Is number one priority

While the opportunity
To improve and prevent
Such disaster or bad deed
Goes unnoticed

Until too late

And Wrath

All things come to an end
No matter how bad
No matter how angry
Time always wins

Taking away the lives
Of all who are evil
And also good
The final justice

But some are too eager
Too impatient
To let time take its course
And let God be the judge

Each day too long
To wait for the final judgement
But for those who wait
They will see God's mercy

To those who are good
And wrath
To whose who are evil
And unjust

Cast Away

Time will come
When even when wanted
They cannot see

Yet now
When they can see
They are cast away

Eager to forget
To hasten the inevitable
Impatient to wait

Like a crumpled receipt
Old worn out tire
Broken jar

As such is the way
Of foolish children
To their aged

But time will come
When they too
Are aged

And cast away
Surely will be for certain
Like the sun rising in the east

Cast away
Like a trash

In April

Oh what a March
To be remembered
In the year 2020

Covid-19 pandemic
Slowly but surely
Spreading like wildfire

Death in every corner
World coming to a halt
Grasping for air

May God be merciful
Bring peace and tranquility
To this sinful world

In April