Voices jabber around me like crows, spitting harsh, cold words. They battle over differences, snubbing those who are not the same.

Invisible, I walk among them, whispering brotherhood. Lift one up, steady another. Silent, unseen, I plant compassion

A spark of truth births understanding. Only to be beaten down by those who refuse to accept. Even the flame of truth can’t survive a tsunami of ignorance and hate.

I take a deep breath, then move through them again. I cannot cease. I will not, until the squalls and misunderstandings are resolved. Until all the world sings together.

About A. L. Kaplan

I am a writer, artist, and parent.
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4 Responses to HOPE

  1. psycho feelings says:


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  2. dhbg says:

    Really lovely, such music in the words.

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