Topic Tags: justice

One day it was all too much, // the princely façade cracked at the sight // Of overseers doing what they really do // when no one is looking. // The lash laid fiery welts along the back of a slave // And Moses felt the burn.

Democracy was like weather // on those rare days when it’s so // right, so not-too-anything, // its goes unnoticed.

A reflection for this season of rupture, reckoning, and return.

A meditation on safety

Let this be our prayer. Let this be our stand. Let this be our refusal to accept empire as sacred, or militarism as holy.

“Roses bloom in radiant resistance / Dandelions scatter like wild prayers…”

“guard us against tribal instinct ingrained”

“We grieve the indifference to / the hunger and need of millions…”

“Teach us always to choose life, to pursue justice, / and to rise above vengeance.”