sorry, Anne Frank

sorry, Anne Frank,
but I lied yesterday
and a mother just murdered her child
yesterday

and what's worse is how is easily                          
she just walked away
because men like perfume
and a jury is swayed
by the lust in their heart
for the damned dollar bill

(sorry, I don't mean to be profane but strong sentiments are definitely necessary here)

my neighbor has blue suitcases sitting on his curb
because it felt better
to fantasize about what he couldn't have
than man up and

cherish                                                         
what            he  
                                already  
                                            does  did

i watch innocent children
who were not raised to lie
squirm and scream and get fiery eyes
when demanded they apologize
for the gaping wound on brother's knee

no, Anne Frank
those men
surely did
intend to harm you      

and everywhere
a candid
truthful
man does stand
she or he will see that indeed
we all think mostly of ourselves

and that is
not
the
least
bit ...
good

SO
the
best
thing

we can ever do
is ask
the        only One who
        
                actuallyIS

to  

please

forgive our souls
that we Einsatzkommandos, too
may neither
never
find ourselves
so full of blood
that we invent a gas chamber

***  "It is not that we can't do good.We do. It's just that we can't keep from doing bad. ..." Max Lucado