Sometimes i wish the world made a
little more sense.
Carried less pain.
Held a little more love.
I wish the birds could fly free.
Elephants could roam
and cows could graze
without fear
of body parts being sold for $.
flesh only being wanted for consumption.
I wish moms could drive their sons to school
without being shot.
And dads could protect their families by putting down their guns.
I wish humans
children of the light
could laugh, run, play
knowing their vulnerability, their innocence, was safe.
I wish we knew
the power we harness
when we forgive ourselves for
past mistakes
and allow Love to heal all.
Sometimes i wish the world made a little more sense…
I will forever shed a thousand tears and feel fully enraged driving past the slaughter farms of eastern Colorado and watching the cow-sentient beings Aushwitz trucks drive by.
And body will always feel the pain of another woman being slain in the name of love.
https://open.substack.com/pub/adogandhergirl/p/sometimes-i-wish-625?r=1ebnaa&utm_medium=ios&utm_source=post-publish
(I started writing this post before the tragedy In Minnesota- bot these pains, all the pains, feel true in my heart. Perhaps, as Martin Pretchl famously preached in his speech Grief and Praise, it is the job of empaths, the job of healers, namely woman identified people, to publicly grieve so we can all tend our hearts. Then push ourselves off the ground once again, and continue are march not with guns and hate, but with the power of broken hearts and love expanded.)


