October 27, 2018

Nietzche named her wrong

And frankly was way premature

In a pronouncement that only came true

In a series of pipe bombs, bigoted posts,

And blighted souls.

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We are all connected by a Love

That links our dreams, hopes and lives,

The holiest of spirits that defies

The lies and conceits that spill

From pulpits, podiums, platforms, and stumps.

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Even in the darkest of times

Looking at my most despised confederate,

I see a common laugh, some shared history,

That brings me to bare arms

And open hearts.

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Yet each night we lock our doors,

Shine a light on our walls,

And set out to expose our foulest reflections,

Crushing the barely kicking loving

That separates us from the pack.

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This is our zeitgeist, our whitewash

Of what defines our spirit.

I stand here in front of you ashamed,

Knowing I bear some of the blame

For the loss of Love.