I was sitting at the airport the other day
watching the men with over starched white shirts
ties choking them at the throat
and cell phones permanently attached
to their ears.

Listening to their conversations
"I sent him a fax, reference the E Mail
about the conference call we had on the cell
last week
and he has not responded.
I need this information"

I watched them, in slight amazement
that their heads weren't blowing off
from the level of pressure being exuded
from their bodies

I smiled to myself as I looked out the window
and saw, through the dark black clouds,
The hand of God came crashing through
to rein destruction on mankind.
They never even noticed…

And I, eating my bag of candy
suddenly realized that
"Skittles" puts way too many grape
in their assortment of flavors