Injustice

Test 2

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Oh what? Oh why? The state of the world. A tightrope walk on silly string. Standing on my toes, where I’m kept these days, hovering between validity and hysteria, above the scorched earth.

Compassion

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We can’t mournbefore we’re asked to mourn again.We can’t grieve beforewe have to believeit’s happenedagain. We can’t catch our breathsbefore the deaths accumulate.It’s far too late.Far too late. And all the whilesome carry on and smilein some acceptanceof the norm.We can’t live ourlives worrying,I’m told. But when we will graspthat our inability for empathyholds us backfrom being the very … Read more

Poverty’s A Choice

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Poverty’s a choice our world makes it possible and cyclical, I can’t take it every time I see a  crime committed I think, why are we surprised? It’s us who did it. Systematically  we choose our future and then we patch it up only with sutures and wonder why the wounds still open up instead … Read more

21 Beds

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Too many beds suddenly empty tonight.Those kids too young to comprehendthe evil of one man,and our willingness to arm him. The harm lives on with moms and dadswhose hearts cannot handlethe holes they are now scarred with.

Uvalde

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Look them in the eye and ask them why.Look them in the eye and ask them why. Those who seechildren shot deadand choose the status quoinstead. I’m sure that they’ll pretendthoughts and prayers can make amends,as people argue relentlesslyover and over again. But talking is a sinbecause what we need is a cure.And one may never be … Read more

Ungratefully Grateful

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I don’t want to live more gratefully.I want the luxury to take my life for granted.I don’t want to be reminded of our fragility.I want the chance of pain to disappear. We deserve to exist on our own terms.Two rights make a wrongwhen your right suppresses mine.

We’ll Fall

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Can we rewrite in real timethe rules of this arrangement,the way that we engage withall the people we call strangers? Perhaps we’ve more in commonthen we’re often told to believe.Perhaps we’d figure that outif we’d stop judging and just speak. But oh, we only listen to find space to interjectinstead of just listeningto provide space to … Read more

Punditry Puppetry

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Who are they, those who tell us how to think? And who were they before we put them on TV? What makes them qualified to speak on every subject, whatever they please? And why do we listen?Why do we make nests in their echo chambers and tunnel vision? Why do we stay blind to other viewpoints? Deaf to other … Read more

Privilege

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I don’t think I’ve ever felt entitled to all the cards I’m dealt. Whatever my circumstance is more often than not left up to chance. Yet here I am, the victim and the beneficiary, and somewhere in between lies the truth of my entire being. One who can be pushed down before I even try … Read more