I am not pleased, not when it feels like
we’re all dancing in the first circle of hell
where the ones considered different among us are taken away,
and our sense of compassion have slowly unraveled,
where it’s easier to turn a blind eye
to the things that are really happening,
instead believing the sweetly-coated lies and the hype,
too afraid to see what true consciousness can bring,
not when we can no longer trust one another
and inclusion becomes just a forgotten word.
I am not pleased with the way things are turning out today
where people who are just like us are no longer seen nor heard.
via Daily Prompt: Pleased
it seems like the world’s on the cusp
of all things dark and cruel
where the lights are slowly going out
where suddenly, there are no rules
where hatred gets first billing
and greed comes a close second,
where kindness hides in the shadows
where no sanctuary can beckon
the maligned ones to come to –
for they’ll be among the first to go
along with the poor and the weak,
where to? I don’t yet know.
but for the hope that lies inside me,
I pray the light will go on,
I hope you’ll keep it alight
until the last of us is gone.
I used to believe
that the world was kind,
that underneath all our trappings,
we’re all of one heart
But as each day goes by,
I cannot help but see
that the things I believe in
are becoming harder
Kindness, love, acceptance…
sometimes I find myself wondering
where have they all gone?
When the day is over, are we
But within the fringes,
I see it, this glimmer they call hope.
Maybe one day, you and I will find it
and we’ll learn to do more
than just cope.