no poems today
by Elouise
no poems today –
somewhere young children
cower and weep
fear and longing
hold their collective breath
waiting the verdict
And when the verdict is in, then what?
How do bodies and souls find their way
In a world that quickly forgets
Just what the commotion was all about
Are we ready for masses of victims
Supposedly set free by newsworthy justice
Yet marked indelibly by sordid daily injustices?
And what about today’s other children
Living in bubbles of make-believe normalcy
Inhaling lies about love as an
Overnight fling or great adventure?
Every 24 hours soul-breaking rites of passage
Leave bitter spirits and aching bodies behind
Who will pick up our broken pieces
And love them back to life?
© Elouise Renich Fraser, 26 January 2018
Image found at jewishcommunitywatch.org
Telling the Truth 
Oh, Elouise… Weeping in spirit with you. Who, indeed?
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Precisely. Thank you, Laurie.
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This is something that is hurting my heart and making me feel so helpless.
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Yes…an almost silent epidemic for which we seem unprepared. It reminds me of our military personnel coming home with PTSD but without adequate support for healing.
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Thought provoking words as always E ❤ who indeed, it gets so heart wrenching ❤
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I have this constant ache…not debilitating, but a sense of the hidden pain and the need for healers.
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sending healing thoughts and prayers your way daily my friend, always ❤
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