Have you had your pain today? Does an apple take the taste away? Are we here to push the boundaries or float upon the surface? Shall we dare to drown in our fear only to come up for air violently gulping a piercing knot of pain into our gut? The pain is never enough. My desires are fed by the searing pain of not-enoughness. I shall forgive my parents for not giving me everything that I want. No, I thank my parents because that pain caused me to achieve my goals of college and entrance into the world of work. I embrace pain. I clench my fists and grind my teeth in anticipation of the pain that will allow me to swallow my pride and guide my eyes to all that is right. Wrong cuts like a knife and then there is pain. My sweet, beautiful, bloody pain that seeps into my heart out through my pulmonary valve to feed my soul. Ahh… there I grow again.
Mounting the colossal heap of madness that existed in the paradox of my mind
I implanted the flag of victory, waving gently over the landmines of my soul.
Madness had suffered another blow.
Reality glowed with the newness of the sunrise.
Hope glistened in the shadows of my doubts.
If only for a moment.
Darkness cannot drive out darkness; only light can do that. Hate cannot drive out hate; only love can do that.” – Martin Luther King, Jr
What Syria did was wrong. It was an atrocity. But, I think Martin Luther King said it best, “Darkness cannot drive out darkness…” Why can’t we be the initial aggressor for peace? Why not give money to assist the neighboring countries that are housing the refugees? Peace can get so ugly you forget what it looks like. But, it has been there all along. Let’s find it. Let’s find the peace, for humanity’s sake.
My Dear Sons,
I love you. But, many in this world will see you and assume that you’ve done something wrong just because of the color of your skin. Never wear a hoodie and walk alone at night. Please.
African American Moms
I subscribe to a ghetto spirituality.
Somehow, no drama suits my everyday reality.
Guided light never suited my child’s mentality.
Original sin greets my divine individuality.
There’s no church and no pews, in my ghetto spirituality.
Brothers and Sisters see love’s innate commonality.
Golden rule trumps any judgmental brutality.
There’s always room for more, I love you in your totality.
Suits me fine and my neighbors too, this ghetto spirituality.
Animals never have the threat of atomic or nuclear wars. They have disagreements, definitely. But, I have never heard of a territorial group of elephants fighting other elephants. When has a pride of lions fought the hippos for territory? Aside from a few exceptions, animals just exist. They don’t worry about money, or material possessions. They don’t worry about aging. They don’t diet, because they always eat just enough. They don’t have to pay for their entertainment, they create their own games. Yes, they hunt and kill. But, they only hunt what is necessary for their own survival. Animals don’t pollute. All of their waste is biodegradable. They know how to relax. They care for their young, but, they let them grow and become adults, as well. They understand when it is time for one of their own to die. They let it happen, and seem to understand that it is a part of life.
We are supposed to be the more intelligent species. Where did we go wrong? When will remember that we are just another animal that inhabits this wonderful planet, earth? I hope we do, before it is too late.