
Photo: Kristin Manson
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And in the vivid light
I see
People divided
Anger, glee.
As in the storms of
Right or wrong
The spaces in between
Are shorn.
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Confusion swirls
Known facts to eddies.
Certitude dyes
Friends into enemies.
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I see the children’s eyes
Bewildered
As lessons taught to them
Turn riddles:
“Be kind” but watch the adults bully.
“Be calm” but let grown-ups live cruelly.
“Be patient” yet role models tantrum.
“Don’t fight” as those who said
Not to
Attack, throw barbs, play foul
Speak awful.
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Their little foreheads crease
With frowns
Which do they follow:
Said, or done?
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And
In their vivid light
Do see
The path glows clear
A road to be.
Past time to wash away
The livid rage
Recall the lessons
Of their age:
Hold space to listen
Pace to learn
Revisit patience
Drop hate
Stop spurn.
For The Daily Post

This poem pierced right through my heart! Sad reality 😦
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Sad reality it may be but it is also in our hands to change course… may we all do so…
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