My heart hurts, my tears flow, my spirit that wishes
to dance but cannot because it recognizes all the
souls that have lost their dancing spirit in the land
of Ukraine, in the presence of ugly ‘war’
For those of you who still embrace the likes of ‘trump’
when he’s praising the ‘Putins’ of the world, those
autocratic leaders who use a dictatorship strong arm to
control and subjugate people, I disavow your presence
I am painfully disheartened by those that believe that
human existence, all life in this world that we should
hold precious, choose to be destructive of its nature in
lieu of propagating its existence in perpetuity
Dear Nene, dear Marcoantonio Arellano,
ReplyDeleteit has been a very very long while since I saw your name pop up on my blog - and I thought I would check in with you.
These are painful days.
I am glad to find you writing poetry...
Shaista :)