Murder in the First Degree

The month of August has arrived, and I’m moving along on my quest to post a blog daily. I challenged myself to this intense post schedule. I have used the year 2021 to explore the various forms of poetry. This month I decided to write Proverbial forms of poetry. I will pick a proverb, a short common saying, and use it to create a poem in whatever direction the Muse chooses to lead me. However, you must remember we are talking about Word Daddy here. My Muse isn’t dependability or inspirational.  He often leaves me high and dry when I need his help the most. Apparently, Proverbials have no particular rules. I will try not to sound cliché. My next attempt to write a Proverbial Poem, I will call Murder in the First Degree.

Murder in the First Degree

“It is hard to kill a bad thing.” I have heard this sentence is an Irish proverb but was unable to discover its origin. I thought about not using this one. There is so much truth in the daying, so I decided to play around with it.

Murder in the First Degree

It is hard to kill a bad thing

Because bad things refuse to die.

Deadly virus

Corrupt politicians

Snakes

Spiders

Armadillos

Injustice

War

Racism

Classism

All the isms

Drug addiction

Homophobia

Poverty

Deceit

Hatred

A lying tongue

A false truth

Envy

All the things that scare us

Make us divided and weaker than before

Bad things are hard to kill, you see

Unless you murder them in the first degree