Jump To Judgments

Jump To Judgments

A Poem by Kenneth The Poet

the charger cord should have
fit into the small port,
but it didn't
and he made it fit

and he cost himself
a week's pay in the process

should've let his rationality
take over, should've let the
emotional whims pass
into the ether

but that didn't occur
and needless suffering occurred

and now let the unrealistic but
somewhat connectable tissue grow
outward and downward

if you lived in West Memphis
at anytime, you probably
believe the Satanic influence
was there

you probably thought that the
three defendants were members
of a witch's coven that
worshiped Lucifer nightly

and that coven decided
to sacrifice a young trio
to satisfy their deity's needs

and nobody, nobody ever
stopped to wonder why a
demigod or a god for
that matter, would need
a sacrifice?

and nobody on the inside
of the West Memphis limits
would stop and see how
ludicrous the entire
situation was?

one was posturing,
one was following,
one was borderline
not there mentally

but that didn't seem
to matter at all

a one-to-one correspondence
of sacrifices was needed to
quell the goddess of Justice,
three male teens for three
male children

the locals of West Memphis
must think Lucifer runs
the special effects department,
because even harmless immersion
in the occult does not hide
the last influence of the deceiver

and so three innocents waste
away for two decades, while
three smaller innocents
never receive the justice
they truly deserve

connecting a broken smart-phone
to a great injustice in
American legal history
rather belittling, isn't it?

yet, the thinking connecting
the events, that base, rash
jump to judgments without
letting time pass first,
human thinking is the
main component here

it's just a matter of scale,
and until humans evolve out of it,
expect it to be there
for the rest of our
collective existence

© 2014 Kenneth The Poet


Author's Note

Kenneth The Poet
I write, I evaluate, I think it's not the best...but I still give it to you. This is what my artistic process is.

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Belittling indeed...my evaluative instinct tells me this one is just fine, especially how you gradually broaden the scope from one man's irrationality to an all-out social commentary...I am guilty of forcing many square pegs into round holes over the course of my own irrational life...thought-provoking stuff as always, and well done as always.

Posted 10 Years Ago


Kenneth The Poet

10 Years Ago

I agree with you too. Thank you, KK.
yet, the thinking connecting
the events, that base, rash
jump to judgments without
letting time pass first,
human thinking is the
main component here

it's just a matter of scale,
and until humans evolve out of it,
expect it to be there
for the rest of our
collective existence

You can do away with the evil doer but you cannot do away with the evil until its faced, owned and transcended. Brilliant write.

Posted 10 Years Ago


Kenneth The Poet

10 Years Ago

Thank you so much, Pryde!
Your artistic process is brilliant my friend and I like the way you share wisdom and wit! In few words you share so much light, such as feeling satanic influence in West Memphis...Bravo!


Posted 10 Years Ago


Kenneth The Poet

10 Years Ago

Thank you sir!
A. Amos

10 Years Ago

You're most welcome buddy.

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Kenneth The Poet is an optimist wrapped in the candy shell of moroseness and cynicism. He lives between the two parallels marked 46 and 49, all while living in the state marked 39. He pretends that he.. more..

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