June 21
The bombs have flown, and now We are in the deep nightmare. Chaos and confusion, Tyranny and the breakdown of governance. I am terrified. I am livid with rage At the blindness of so many of my fellow citizens, The spineless members of Congress, The war-mongering idiots cheering From the depths of their ignorance. What next? What next? I veer between screaming in outrage And curling into a ball of despair. Instead I roll these emotions Into a dark ball of sludgy tar. I squeeze and squeeze, dripping Ink onto the page, dripping Tears of anger and frustration. My hands aren't strong enough To forge a diamond from this disaster. I hold the thoughts of my loved ones close. I try to breathe, to sleep, Fearing the world I might wake to. The inevitable sun will rise in the morning, The new day bearing us all Forward, into whatever Comes next.
Wow! So very well said. Turning the tears, fury, and despair into words that tell the story and help fashion a plan for coping...all necessary and instrumental in continuing the move forward in beneficial ways. Thank you for your willingness to share, Anthea. ❤️
Frightening!