Animal Rights, Spiritual and Inspirational poetry that touch the heart and soul, and provoke the mind.
we weep and wail,
gnash our teeth,
spew out a zillion words
from anguish through rage to resignation
as we sit by
watching
thousands upon thousands ―
young and old
friends and neighbors
loved ones and strangers
innocents and guilties
brutalized, maimed, murdered,
gunned down
in our homes, schools, streets and
everywhere around the world.
And year after tragic year
we focus on all the tangential issues,
we wait, debate, procrastinate,
accommodate, attenuate,
refusing to face the naked truth,
refusing to acknowledge that we have
created, or passively accepted,
a world culture where violence is glorified,
a world culture where tools of violence
are readily available
to anyone and everyone,
refusing
to rise up, en masse, against the power
of money, politics, self-interest and greed
to rid our world
of the terrible instruments
of death.
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