Saving the World

Saving the World I wanted to write a poem That would change the world. Incite deep thought. Spur others to action! Save the world! I could see my words Crossing swords with evil perps! Scathing missiles unleashed from the Molten fires of my sharp mind. Exploding fallacies, lies, brutal falsehoods. The reservoir of my wisdom would remain To guide the youth of Always, Instruct citizens of Now And correct mistakes of Yesteryear. Forge a better place. Until I realized that today The fires are out. The sword is sheathed. The silo is blocked by a dump truck Of ordinary. My coffee is good. My husband is laughing by my side And the cat is purring niceties As he rubs against my legs. Maybe tomorrow. by Mari Sloan copyright November 2009