Passion for writing ignites my soul's momentum
Righteousnessspeaks not ofDivine intent Indigenous sufferungodly loss fromChristian hands A Muslim communitymourns the brutalityof sanctimonious wrath Hate is the inventionof mortal minds – Divine love is a riverthat flows for all. (Tuesdays, I borrow from Twitter @Vjknutson. Image my own.)
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Corporations claim to be greenbent as they are on profitability Contrived, the marketing schemescolour added to mask the perils No amount of dye can alterthe truth for our world faces the midnight hour, timefor preservation waning. (For Reena’s Xploration Challenge: featured image. Also for Eugi’s Weekly Prompt: midnight.)
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How long the soilhoused tiny souls, pleas ignored –crimes leave footprintsPlant a rose for each childblood red to mark evil’s path. (Image my own. Poem borrow from Twitter @Vjknutson)
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Islands define us –attempts to stave offa ruthless invader Heritage dictatesreclusive behaviourshame driving pain Finding comfortin solitude, uncertainif I’ll ever vacate again. (Tuesday I borrow from Twitter @Vjknutson.Image my own)
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Children moanreflect the day’s gloom We are virus-cautiousconfined indoors While ‘I-wannas’buzz at windowpanes and news feeds mountthe terror – I scream silently, pray foruncommon patience Pause as eagle,soaring overhead tips a wing my waybids me a good day. (Eugi’s Weekly Prompt is soaring. Image my own)
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Inwardly we glow…so it’s said I shudderignorance gratinglike brancheson my windowpane Hope is a foxmesmerizes,draws me out,then disappears If inwardly we glow…then why am I so cold? (Image my own.)
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Like living in the shadowof a volcano, each complacencyshaken by treacherous rumbles While some seek equalityothers chew on bitter lackand who profits when tempers succumb tothe hot lava of anarchy? (Tuesdays, I borrow from Twitter @Vjknutson. Image my own.)
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I am so tired of waiting,Aren’t you,For the world to become goodAnd beautiful and kind?Let us take a knifeAnd cut the world in two –And see what worms are eatingAt the rind. (February is Black History Month. Image my own.)
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Faint at the sight of needlesa squeamish gene, I’m sure Suck it up, adult self admonishesChild looks away, breath held Sixty-two years its been thustoo many pokes to count And now there is new promisea vaccine to ward off the virus Hope reduced to one tiny vialbelieve me, this sleeve’s rolling up. (Written for Reena’s […]
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Oil glistenscontaminatesdrinking water250 evacuated 25 years ofboil-water advisoryan elder recitesand now this We’re not animals,adolescents rallybut ears turn awaygovernment wheels rust Neskantaga First Nationwant to go hometo live with dignityknow their human rights Do they know a .05% increasein corporate taxeswould suffice For the 73%of First Nationsalso lackingthis basic need AcknowledgeprioritizeaddressIt’s all they ask. (Written […]
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