Tuesday, July 29, 2025

Unbearable Injustice

 


Unbearable injustice

Wakes one at 5:16,

There will be no more sleep.

He tells them, “Focus on what you can control,

Accept what is beyond your control,”

But he can’t self counsel, 

He can only replay the video: 

Terrorized children beg ICE not to take their father,

Their pleaded cries, 'No, no, no…please don’t take my Daddy.’

Imposed agony ruins the petals,

Severs the spine, once in a lifetime cells

Permanently damaged. 

He can only think of his own father’s disappearance,

He’s in his mother’s arms,

Scared silent, powerless in the cradle of abuse. 

Born to monsters,

Why would humans create this horrible life,

Put on costumes, make up a narrative,

Torture powerless people,

Why would God watch,

Shouldn’t children be gardened,

Where is the life that should be,

Why did they create hell

Throw babies into it?

He can’t be here anymore,

But it’s the only place he can be. 


I’m in my mother’s arms crying

as I've always been.

No one hears me,

for I am merely an extension of her,

unseen


Wednesday, July 9, 2025

Shadow-clouds form your Body above me



Close my eyes,

Shadow-clouds form

Your body above me. 


“Come on,

Eternity awaits…

Swim with me.”

Off we run into the ocean.


We return tired,

A gentle yet gritty, temperate whisper

Forms your caress. 


Half asleep to the song:

Children laughing,

Gulls crying,

Ocean praying.


The sorrowful longing finally subsides

As all I am is this living dream.




 

Friday, July 4, 2025

Our Suffering


Our suffering has no purpose

(Thus, life is meaningless)

Unless we use it 

To connect to one another. 


Suffering is the ancient, ubiquitous 

Root system of humanity, 

And on the exactly opposing end 

Of suffering we find

The beautiful joy blossoms.

   

Those that haven’t the courage

To embrace their own suffering

Haven’t fortitudinous roots when tempests strike

Haven’t joyous blossoms when dawn awakes.


They are deadwood, driftwood

On the forest floor, on the deserted shore.

Mere firewood.


To grow courageous, embrace suffering.

To live free, realize you only control yourself. 

To be happy, love others as you love yourself. 


God is with us in our suffering,

We will not be spared, for it's part of life.

May we empathize with each other,

May we give what God has given us. 

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