Today’s lunch:
coffee with a
tequila chaser
and a side of
meditative reflection…
Doing my best to cope;
But honestly, I hate
this state
of being –
Coping is no way of life,
I should be living as I breathe –
freely, and without thinking about it.
There are many who no longer own this luxury.
Being even more honest,
I never gave myself
the time and grace to mourn
my grandmother’s passing.
[Has it really only been a month and a half?]
And now we have a nation
shrouded in grief,
who’s also tired
and also hurting…
My sorrow no longer belongs to me;
Not when
Modern day lynching permeates our airwaves,
diminishes our vibrations –
looped almost daily, discussed hourly
for sensationalized effect.
Why can’t there ever be
just one day
where everything is peaceful,
and nothing’s wrong
like we already pretend
it isn’t?
Kayfucius 