Locusts From Grasshoppers

My soul, unchained
Cast off in a wind of change,
Minutia particles of memory,
Yesterdays whims,
Tomorrows dreams, todays
troubles; processed, mixed up,
Turned inside out outside in,
Can we start again?
Locusts from grasshoppers,
Maniacs from innocent children,
Can we start again?
Drunk drivers from 9-5'ers,
Tax avoiders from coffee providers,
Can we start again?
Mass murderers from elected leaders,
Devoted wives turned suicide bombers,
Can we start again?

Quotes from the bible mean nothing to me,
You can preach me the Qur'an,
and I'll bow my head down, low,
But Man breathes, and his breath is his own,
His soul remembered on deeds he has done, alone
Take responsibility for your own actions, life is
100 million directions divided by 100 million choices,
times zero (death)