Blood Suckers
I swat mosquitoes
smash flies --
not because I hate them
just what they do
the pernicious nature
of their existence
assisting their evolution
helping them to
come back as a
higher life form…
same tough love applied
to terrorist, hoping they
come back as a higher
life form --
two thousand years of
turning the other cheek
has redly taught us
the spiritual law of
Concentrical Circles...
So called
Good men and women
squeamishly refusing
to rid the world
of blood suckers….
Copyright © Joe Dimino | Year Posted 2023
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