I keep trying to tell people that
guns
are not that good for self-defense
and
more likely make one feel falsely
secure
rather than doing what will
actually
keep you (and others) safe
On such a precarious edge
All we can do not to fall off
How can we possibly take,
accommodate,
radical change?
Golden moments
gathered in eternal souls
beautiful bindings tether us whole
warm heart, breath
calm stinging cold, help us
journey toward hope's reward.
I'm dealing with the pain
-- not my pain, the pain
right now we coexist
so I have to deal with it
like any obnoxious roommate.
People for the most part do not
vote based on sensible argument
We vote based on emotion.
See all these desperate people
dying to be free
screaming for liberation,
for basic humane recognition,
respect. For self-actualized life,
privacy, space to be outside
society,
to become who we are.
See scaffolding of social identity
as rational philosophy, community
self-rule. We who know our own
relationships, our own rituals and
histories, we whose vested
interests
resist most loudly, persits above
and
beyond this moment's hysteria.
Addicted to fear, what if it's
scarier
to stay caught in unbearable reality?
Where is your tie to mortality when
all is eternally merely nearly
dead,
good and bad defined by dire greed
of insane fools and their
predators?
I do hope my social
is of benefit to others.
It gives my time some strucutre,
distracts from tedious discomforts.
A civilized society is one
where by deafult
we treat each other well.
11/21-12/1/22
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