Your hurting hurts,
The pain may linger,
But you are strong
Even at your weakest,
Even when you can do nothing
But cry,
You persevere,
Because
What else can you do?
You could give up,
But you won’t,
And you don’t,
And still you must cry,
Tears bathe your wounds,
And then you breathe,
Another breath,
Another day,
And yes,
It will be okay
Tag: poem
But the Law Says
“But the law says…”
And so we never question right,
Nor wrong?
Assuming authorities have already mapped
It all out,
Foreseen the future,
And been unbiased parties in the development,
In the execution
Of said rules,
We are just meant to heed
What our overlords say,
Never question whether blind Justice
Has truly yet made her way.
Cruel (First Day of School)
We will take your child,
Take your parents and home,
White supremacy,
None are outside its domain,
On this cruel first day of school
For the Weary One
I look for your light,
You must be weary yet too,
Here, my light, for you
Alabaster Anger
My thoughts and prayers are held captive,
By a sickness,
An ailment that will never be named
Though it’s alabaster anger
Terrorises our days,
we can do nothing but weep,
As we think,
And pray
Spiritual Knot
I need the tools,
The skills,
To untangle the spiritual knot,
That gets tangled,
Each time an atrocity comes to be,
Each time evil shows it’s face,
Teeth bared
This is why I am on this path,
To gain and use the learned,
For more than just my own
She of Letters 