Friday, October 11, 2019

thots drifting by

so who created this “wealth”?
this idea of “wealth”?
this ability to have “wealth”?
this is a reality that must be agreed to within our society
to have any meaning
 
 
 
a society's laws and government ideally exist
to protect the weak,
provide for the general health and welfare,
adjudicate disputes and keep the peace
 
 
 
We can be anywhere,
while virtually everywhere,
saving all that fuel and time, energy,
from here to there. 
 
 
 
Human rights overruled
by our more important
imaginary brothers.
How was it we agreed to create
this idea of reality?
 
 
 
Childhood is no splendid fantasy.
Children hurt, are hurt, are pulled along
as possessions with their grown-up owners.
Yet, we survive,
become our lives.
How open wounds to healing light,
hope of love in shared homecoming
opens us to ever more brutality?
These ought not be normal times,
best expectation.
Talk to me. Please!
Tell me I can expect better.
Wounded children can hope to be healed.
 
 

10/7-11/19

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