we tread this earth, green and brown
finite years of life’s countdown
crawl, walk, run, and play
skip, hop, swoon, and sway
egg to fetus; baby to child
adolescence, puberty, teens gone wild
twenties, thirties, forties, and more
the time clock ticks and keeps the score
we laugh and cry in joy and sorrow
always thinking there is tomorrow
killing, dying, violence, abuse
intolerance, slander, what’s the use?
our finite time we waste with hate
malice, gossip, lies that bait
i am right; you are wrong
you don’t matter; move along
look to the right, look to the left
pick a side or better yet
just put on the blinders; through that tunnel gaze
where peripheral’s just a word in books these days
open wide; be sure to swallow
what’s left un-sown from minds gone fallow
what’s wrong with us?? we’re going back
to when right was white and wrong was black
to fists and rocks and shoot to kill
our ‘sticks & stones’ now break things at will
when did debate become the place
to harass, harangue, inflame the base?
so trump’s a troll and cruz a liar?
clinton, sanders; fantasy cryers?
no proof – just say it -the same thing, right?
who cares for truth, it’s about the fight
well I am sorry for my nation
we’ll reap what we’re sow, this fear, our creation
we live in a country where anything goes
our music and tv; our poetry and prose
clothing, vehicles, make up, and hair
tattoos and nose rings everywhere
why not the same for politics and life choices?
why now are fear and hate the loud voices?
not just of the people; too those that govern
bottom to top, we act like a coven
of witches and bitches and wizards and dicks
if you believe it, we’re screwed, no matter the pick
I’m not naive – nothing I do matters
I’ll be just as covered as you with blood spatters
but for me, it’s the end of all this hate speech
I have my opinions and they’re not there to preach
you do what you want to or have to, for sure
but stop at MY threshold and knock on my door
if I let you in, then I’m saying I’ll listen
I may not agree, but a friend you’ll be christened
up and until or IF you decide
that I need a lesson in choosing sides
do you remember that threshold you crossed?
then just head back that way…you’re outta here ol’ hoss!
That is quite a reflection, my friend. I agree with our sad state of affairs. It really does just leave you questioning and shaking your head. Happy first day of spring (in spite of it all!) 🙂
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Happy spring Kelly!! 🙂
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Thank you! Same to you!!! 🙂
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Very well put Ms R
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Thany you Ms D 🙂
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Screwed we are. Well said, Rhonda.
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Sad isn’t it Audra? Can’t turn on the TV, open a newspaper, or open social media without being bombarded by political vitriol or stories of violence and death around the globe that is somehow our fault, and violence at home which is fueled by the actions of some or the words of another. The great divide…nothing to be proud of.
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I don’t watch or listen anymore. It’s disheartening and scary. In 7 weeks my daughter will be commissioned into the Army as an officer. I’m frightened as to who will be her commander.
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As entrenched in the military as my family is…and as proud of all of them as I am…I have to agree with your feelings at this moment. We’ve just attended the latest graduation of one and his brother has just signed on the dotted line…I too, am concerned. But take heart Audra…we’ll be watching, and listening, and paying very close attention. There are no ‘calls to action’ where mothers are concerned; we need no such notice…if anything, let them be worried…ours may work for the man, but they belong to us! There’s more than one who’ll remember my name…and not because I bake a mean cookie 🙂 Hang in there and always remember who you are…The Mother…and that’s no small thing! In the meantime, you’re in my thoughts and I’m in your corner.
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And I you. Thanks for the warm smile
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This is so powerful, Rhonda. I feel relatively safe in little Australia but the world events do create an enormous and contagious fear.
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Maybe I should be thinking of putting little Australia on my short list? The way things are going, not sure I could stomach what’s coming…especially, since it is of our own making. And we all know how people hate to admit they’ve made a mistake, so I can see this back and forth, finger pointing going on and on and on ad nauseam.
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We really need to sit down sometime and write together over some beer, wine and scotch, SB. Your writing soul is what I would call ‘epic’.
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Well hell NB…I’ve not personally mixed those three, but I’m willing to give it a try! And don’t tease…I’d LOVE to sit down and wag a chin and write a soul-full epitaph to my great country once this election is over with. The way I see things right now, we’re all gonna lose! (seriously tho…wouldn’t that be fun?)
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I’m crossing my fingers for sanity in your election.
Summer’s coming SB… let me know if you need a road trip.
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You got it!
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