The way of the world
is the way of the mob.

A beating of drums,
chests, and heads.

The way of the world
is a tattered triangle
of mayhem, murder,
and rape.

The way of the world
is a necklace strung
with plastic pearls
of wisdom and
shiny rosary beads
of piety and deceit.

The way of the world
is not our way.

But who among us
can tame the mob
outside our door and
inside our heads?