Presidential Campaign 2015-16 Projection

We perch upon a fragile
Human boundary
Believing there is always
Somebody
To whom we may report
Seeking justice
To negotiate accord.

Wisdom is a purchase
Without receipt
Having no opportunity
To protest
That which not only will not
But cannot
Rectify.

We seek to protest
Unjust acts
Unkind manners
Bitter hatreds
Criminal factions
With the few who may right
Wrongs.

But, what we cannot see
From the perspective
Of our limited sight
Is that there is
In fact
No one in charge
That all sense of order
Justice
And right thinking
Is illusory.

Any appeal
Must be directed
Toward a Divine Author.

There is simply
And undeniably
No human hand
Upon the wheel
Of human affairs.

Appeal.
Scream.
March.
Protest.
Insist.
No answer is forthcoming.

The bridge is afire
The lifeboats unmanned
And the cold waves yawn
For bodies.

Nobody is in charge.

Nature abhors a vacuum.
Let us shudder to see
The one
Who pretends to fill it.

Simul Justus et Peccator