SILENCE

invisible
I can’t see you
you’re not like me
you know
because of what you believe
I’m just going to have to dismiss your sorry darkened soul
all of you

oh the joys of indignant fervor
whether from the left or the right
anger and hate fuel the self righteous train
and the louder we shout
the further people move away
we say it’s in the name of love
but we love what we love
we love who we love
the easy love
our tribe
few others

we see our friends
yet why not everyone
this not to betray our beliefs
or to agree
but to SEE their humanity
the willowy
the short and stout
of every confession and color

each of us await our due date
guilty of our own failings and oversight
running around this little planet, thinking our opinions and blogs
like banal lines in a song
are so consequential
so ex cathedra

some exist to succeed
some just to survive
like receivers on a football team
with one simple thing in mind
see the ball
get the ball

and there too
those with a prescription of faith
and what the Almighty can do
but still
what a mess living in the roar of disparate cultures
and behavioral algorithms

I need simpler things
autumn walks
children’s voices
seeing the world outside myself
reaching out

serenity

silence

that still small voice

Photo by Tom Rutherfoord

A poem by Greg Nelson
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