Tonight, I am slipping...WATCH: Barack Obama: "I want to speak directly to the young men and women of color in this country."— Meet the Press (@MeetThePress) June 3, 2020
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It is so hard to keep standing tall...
Keep being strong
When the world seems so broken...
When the world still is chained to fears of covid-19...
Fears that are not going to elapse in the near future...
They may ease...
But still there...
And I look to other countries...
One country claims to be a world leader and presence...
But the claim is hollow
Brutally undercut by one man
Who thinks he is a leader
With endless power...
He hides in a bunker or brandishes a Bible
To identify he is untouchable...
And, in response to the agonies of underdogs,
(The desperate just trying to live,
Beyond George Floyd,)
He spills out gibberish...
Calls curfews
Threatens the Insurrection Act
Or plays golf...
It takes a past president
With a moral conscience
To stand up and speak
To offer hope to the country he loves...
That country is not my country
But it is still part of my world
And I feel the pain...
Some in my country break out
In sympathy with the suffering across the sea
And stage protests
About our own indigenous people...
People are swept up in a pandemic
One a virus
One a howl for survival
And sometimes
All my attempts to post
Positive landscapes
The beauty of small things
Poetic musings
Seem not enough...
Sometimes I feel
They get lost in
A dark tidal wave
And tonight
Is one night
I feel that I too
Am desperately
Treading water...
Then I heard a song on the radio...
certain words...
'There are days made for wonder and laughter...'
'I will give you my shoulder for the weight on your mind'
The sudden burst of beauty from nowhere
Rocked me...
I had to seek it out...
The song is called 'Song for the Journey' - sung by Tish Hinojosa
Here's a song for the journey
As we draw near the line
Though our eyes bear a tear
As we wave our goodbye
May the clouds part before you
May the stars kiss your eyes
There are days made for wonder
and laughter and wine
May your dreams take you places
Through rivers that wind
If we don't count our blessings
We're wasting our time
Heaven knows where the road falls before me
May the angels hold those left behind
When I think of the treasures
and pleasures we find
There are many and many were mine
So, I am now feeling stronger...
This post is not going to be shared on Twitter...
There are more than enough dark tides rolling there...
I am simply going to post
'Song for the Journey'
and hope others are pleasantly surprised
and relieved maybe..
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