Maybe you’re like me
Typically having a marginally positive attitude.
Then you allow the world in

While you were sleeping
Unimaginable senseless violent horror
The subtle happiness you didn’t realize you had
Is gone

Feelings of helplessness and despair
Have wandered in
Painted rose-colored glasses
A sticky shade of  dried blood brown  

You ask yourself
“What can I do?”  
“I am so _____ sick of this, what can I do?”

I can walk for peace.

Every Saturday morning at 8:30
I grab my flag and a sign
And I walk for peace
Just peace

I’m Don Quixote’s dumb little brother
Wishing the impossible
Expending actual energy for a hopeless dream. 

Or is it?
It doesn’t feel like it to me. 
Today I walked for two DC cops
And people on the London Bridge
Silently dedicated

I’m more tolerant, less angry,
More focused, less sarcastic. 
This miniscule commitment
Gives Peace  

Maysville, KY
2nd & Limestone
Every Saturday no matter what