flood and a scrub brush

if and when
i get to heaven
i have a long
list of complaints.
nearly every day
i add to it and at
some point, hopefully,
i'll be able to
get some answers.
disease. what's up
with that.  crime.
pain, suffering.
poverty, starvation,
reality tv.
those are just
for starters.
what's up with
all the road construction.
and politics.
why is it so hard to
find one honest
and sincere man or
woman to vote for.
war. no.
guns, what the hell.
cotton candy. no.
it's almost as if
whoever is in charge
has the greatest
sense of humor
or is a very devious
and spiteful
individual. and i know
i know. freedom
of choice. we
are free to choose
the world we live in,
but hey, how about
stepping in sometimes
like in the old days
and wiping out the bad
guys. like the great flood
but add some detergent.
the world has reached
a point where it
needs another good
scrubbing.