Stunned, a brief awareness,
then disbelief, then horrific, ugly,
insane realization.
My people, your people, we people,
all of us trying to
breathe.
We are told to
‘look the other way’
in a manner of speaking only because we still have
compassion.
We are asked to pass judgment upon soul driven desire
across the divide we see only torment,
now on the other side,
resentment.
What world do we live in might refuse admittance,
what scheme, grand design are you trying to sell me,
how should I respond,
when where I lay my head, the roads, paths,
the forest beautiful in all her natural innocence
begins to question
anyone.
What does freedom mean to …
would the real world please stand up.