Hearing about the atrocities
Creates a visceral pain within
It seems so obvious with this violence
No one can truly “win”.
Violence begets more violence
It is anger, trauma and power misplaced
Who did what to whom throughout history
Makes people want to save face.
But no one looks good
With blood on their hands
How can loss of life and suffering
Ever be a good plan?
We grieve for those lost
And shake our heads at the ignorance
It is such an obvious case
Of cognitive dissonance.
People will say they want peace in their land
But abuse and separate
They flex their muscles, causing pain
bullies, throwing their weight.
No race is better than another
We are all humans doing the best that we can
No one knows the pain and trauma of another
The struggles, of our fellow man.
We could have easily been born in another country
With another color to our skin or different belief
Being born and raised where we were
Does not give anyone permission to cause others grief.
Just as Rottweilers and pit-bulls
Can be trained to be very aggressive or kind
Where we are born and what energy has informed us
Contributes to how we show up for mankind.
We can try and try and wrap our heads around this
But it simply doesn’t make sense
Violence and anger separates
Makes us all fearful, angry and tense.
Have we not learned anything through history?
Don’t we know YET, love and peace is the way?
How many people need to suffer and die
before we can truly live freely every day?
It feels excruciating to watch the horrors unfold
But also impossible to turn a blind eye
We can take in enough knowledge to be aware
Also taking time to grieve and cry.
Staying in that place of anger and angst
Helps no one and empowers none
It will let the horrors and fear take over
That means the ugliness has won.
We can send love and prayers daily, envisioning peace
And encourage others to do the same
We can feel empowered, gaining strength
Stop pointing fingers of blame.
Empowered we can come up with solutions
gathering with like minded people grants some peace
Leaning on one another, sharing hugs and tears
Can cause SOME of the pain to temporarily cease.
This of course won’t end in a split second
But it turns our attention to loving one another
After all we wouldn’t be this incensed
If at some level we didn’t see each other as sisters and brothers.
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