A poem..
Containing anger in my bones bombs await to explode
Heart races mind in tangles knots are made of spider webs
Congested in every joint every nerve every muscle
Spasm electric shock numbs sensations
Feelings of pain of loss of grief too heavy to carry
Weighed down relentless suffering has come to stay
Vanishes my will blocks my spark darkness ensues
Darkness envelopes my sight-seeing smelling holding
Blockage of my arteries heart palpitates stress builds
Locked in my own fear of being unseen from reality
Wither my spirit in winds gusting storms on high speed
Shred all hope all decency all faith all love in a blender
Let it all wither like my spirit into ether winds storms blow me open
Broken in a million pieces blown across landscapes
Across valleys and mountain ranges across oceans rivers and seas
So I can become the earth and the earth can become me
❤️🩹 how can we go on? how do we witness this? there must be a source of hope somewhere within us. I keep searching for it. I can't hold back the tears. ❤️🩹
Way too much most awful unrelenting destruction of precious people, home places and hope. And complicity all around us in viscious genocide
escalating. Your experiencing of it in your beloved body, your words make sense.