Still and all, I wonder
at sounds heard
in the depths of night,
and if they are
the sorts of things
that might give me a fright?
Not the ghoulies, no,
nor the ghousties, nor the
long-leggedy beasties, but the
bombs that go boom in the light,
The ratta-tat-tat of rapid-fire
weapons and bloviated rhetoric
Fear, we live in a coward’s age,
fed by media-fueled hatred,
the draining stress of constant rage,
played out on roads and
within our rapidly-beating hearts,
until sense is lost, unknown.
Peace is Purpose, Nonviolence is Strength, Diversity is Unity, Empathy is Empowerment
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