Cluttered Desperation
I have so many tabs open
my head is spinning
Should I click on this one?
Close that one?
What happens if I need that page again
and I can’t find it?
But these aren’t tabs.
These are irons in the fire
and coals burning red hot —
That I have to walk across
What is it our grandparents used to say?
Up hill both ways in the snow…
That’s where we are now.
In the middle of a two-sided uphill climb
and it’s never gonna get easier
Unless we can flatten the curve
Into a straight line
Right down to zero.
Zero cases, zero unnecessary deaths, zero hate crimes
Zero bad cops, zero child molestors, zero politicians
ready for a blood sacrifice.
But there’s so many tabs
Filled with ignorace
and not the kind that brings bliss
But the kind that brings death
and hatred and a quagmire of other problems.
And so few filled with love and compassion.
We need to close a tab or two.
But then what happens if we close the wrong one?
And we can’t find the page again?
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I can’t say enough, I am so speechless. You gave the most poetic words to our current state of national and world affairs, and broke my heart in the process. I”m crying Leslie.
Thank you. This one had been boiling for a few days and today it just came out.
I’m so glad it did