Take This Day

Is the salt of tears not enough to taste Once, and once more, and once more again... Again....and Always Peppering the wound that refuses To be covered up, for it is so ugly A deep gouge...a gorge...a great abyss Instead let them see the scars Let them recall the blood and burning The sadness of stupidity That does not fade from sight nor thought What was wicked, then, wicked still That men of madness and nefarious needs Think that life is disposable Are we that different.... Have we all not a desire for love For lasting friendships For truth and time to discover it For prosperity and purpose For outstretched stranger's hands That grip the possibility of peaceful coexistence Why not wish for something greater Why not strive to bridge divides Take this day and turn it inside out.