Butterfly Effect


a butterfly is such a delicate thing

with gossamer wings frailer still

but don’t you dare hurt a butterfly

for if you do it surely will

scream in its own hopeless way

flap and flap and flap its tiny wings

and hurricanes will suddenly  be born

enraged by pain in the butterfly’s heart

retribution descending from a torn sky

and someone somewhere will learn to cry

And if you  stamp on the souls of the poor

they will hide their wretched pain

no one will bother, neither you nor I

but the butterfly within their souls

will cringe and be pierced with grief

souls will flap and flap their wings

multiplying mega times the hurt within

the worlds themselves will collide

mountains will crumble or be raised

joy will leave life and heavens forever fade