Uber Man
Nietzsche misapplied
He is insane certainly
Though for the dead
That is no excuse
Merging of A-I with
Devilry (all tragic kinds)
Mythos and job
Conditions
Mindset foundation
Made of broken parts
And images, like
Rock upheaval when
Nature breaks in anger
Or remorse upon the
Earth
The driving’s done
Next civil movements
Decide and, at the
Last, enact
Salve released into
Chasms
Human libation
Offered in the cup
Divine participation
Hoped
C L Couch
clcouch123 
March 16, 2016 at 1:29 am
People lose it, but they are still responsible for their actions in most instances. I feel for the families of those who died. Your poem comments on the sad event well, you are right divine intervention is a must.
March 16, 2016 at 5:38 pm
Thank you. Yes, responsibility for consequences always matters. So does the judicious choosing that will happen now. Hopefully, everyone involved will appeal to the loving divine.
March 16, 2016 at 1:29 am
Ugh.. such a terrifying event. You are right, he did not want to admit the beast that sleeps within all of us.
March 16, 2016 at 5:40 pm
From our perspective, there was no reason about whom to shoot, which means any of us might be hurt in such random terror. You’re right to call it terrifying. You’re right to refer to the beast.
March 16, 2016 at 5:39 am
Another tragic horrible event told through eloquent poetry. *sigh* humans are hopeless.
March 16, 2016 at 5:42 pm
Yes, we are. We still hope, though, and live in that attitude. Well, why not. Sigh, indeed.
March 17, 2016 at 1:27 am
That is true. I think there is no end to his. We can only hope.