IF ONLY…

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A heartfelt poem I had to share.  Here’s the beginning…

A heartfelt poem I had to share.

My son’s wavering anger is killing my heart What about my children who are falling apart Watching more women buying into getting sold Teens selling themselves to leave or to stay in the fold…

 

My son’s wavering anger is killing my heart What about my children who are falling apart Watching more women buying into getting sold Teens selling themselves to leave or to stay in the fold My friend and brother whose hearts have too much pain to bear The religions men, who abuse others, claiming answer to prayer Families who refuse to live – to receive only when they die All the beautiful people who believe in this hellacious lie Too many lonely folks feeling the constant stab of rejection Some born of heartless souls – raised without love and affection The different – the weird – the not so understood Judged, condemned and banished by the righteous “who deem they should” Our brilliant, but homeless who hold to themselves little or no value Merely surviving the choices they don’t have – and won’t choose to do The old, the young and dishonored – beaten and raped in any different way Some without food, clothing to wear, and no safe place to play I too often feel the horrible pain – that all of us seem to share Our souls scream and rage inside – life feels so damn unfair These past years, weeks and days and hours have been Compelling me onward – if only I could leave… If only… then when

January 14, 2000 (Two years before I left divorced my husband)