Blasting through the drama
Blatant rhetoric
Still we stumble on
Ever seeking clarity
Dodging mass disparity
Struggling with our sanity
Bullets ripping flesh
Like rain drops dot dry concrete
Eyes grow cold and black
It’s compassion that we lack
As the darkness crushes inward
No point in hopeless grief my friends
The answer has been given
Spiritually driven
And found within our hearts
It’s up to us to start
Loving unconditionally
Path to blessed peace
Do you have ears to hear?????????
© Bill Grimes Jr. 2010
