Tough Guy
His shirt had the logo
'Software' on his chest,
'Hardware', an arrow pointing
straight down to his crotch.
I thought the 'Software'
should've pointed to his head.
Somehow I didn't think
his heart could've been 'soft';
probably a doorman, bouncer maybe.
Remember Raoul Moat, body builder killer?
Perhaps I am prejudiced, with information overload,
could've been a gangster. No - just a gentle giant.
caring for his mother whom his father abandoned
when he was just a wee defenceless kid.
This world is not fair or equitable, I thought,
nothing that commands one's unquestioned faith.
Millions perish by earthquake and floods;
survivors face a fate worse than death.
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