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The Oscars, by Melissa Chaconas

Robes, masks, carpets, sculptures
Statues, like s Shakespearian
Amorous play- party – the great
Barrier is lifted- all purple
Orange coral bones drift into the
up…
the accomplished shine in light
their inner world below-is tall &
become s their now
wobbly legs

treacherous
viperfish
numberless
ones cling to
burning throats

gangway bridges
wide-snap
the drowned

into morning fields-where hurting unsleeping makes crooked eyes

HOPE, by Twinkle Saluja

Life is a never ending vicious cycle
And this is reminder from up above..

If there are toothy grins,
they are always going to be followed by wretched and griefs
If there are days bitterer than the gourd
there will also be those days sweet enough to kill you of diabetes

Every oasis will have a desert surrounding it
You just need to keep your faith alive
and the glint of good hope will always be on your way
You may not always see it
but that’s how, it’s meant to be. Always.

Insta Handle – Twinkle_saluja_

Come in; tread lightly, by Miranda Williams

Come in,
But tread lightly on my aching heart
Move slowly and let not your jarring laugh
Cause it’s brittle edges to crumble

Come in,
But tread lightly on my breaking heart
Understand that I won’t allow you to try to heal what’s left, for the pain is a strange comfort

Come in,
But tread lightly on my hurting heart
Move gently, for peace is all that it can bare in this moment

Come in,
But tread lightly on my swollen heart
It can absorb no more, but it’s deafening, irregular beat can be soothed by your presence

Come in,
But tread lightly on my fragile heart
Help me to protect it from the noise
Of a world it is not yet ready to rejoin

Come in,
Sit with me until one day
My aching, breaking, hurting heart,
Aches, breaks, hurts a little less

Come in,
Sit with me until one day,
My swollen, fragile heart
Begins to calm

Come in,
Sit with me until one day,
I may start to restore.

Miranda Williams: http://www.sailinghome.blog

Why are the Police so Mean?, by Gladys Muturi

My Fellow Officers

I got one thing to say, “Why?”

Why do you have to be so mean?

Do you hate us?

Are we that bad people?

You say you guys are good cops but yet you’re acting like the bad guys

What does your badge mean to you?

To prove you are tough in this community?

You give me respect, I give you respect

But Where is my respect?

My respect from you is yelling when I asked what I have done

Pin hard against my body to the ground

Shooting at me without a warning or a question

Blocking the airway hole where I breathe

Until I blackout,

Knocked out to unconsciousness

Darkness with no movement or sound

Why?

Why does the Police have to be so mean?

Is it their job?

Your duty to end our lives?

I’m scared for my life

Does that mean I have to run and hide?

Does my life mean anything to you?

I stand for what I believe in

I stand for my life

I stand for all black people lives

I stand for everyone to be treated equally

My hope is your protection

Protection for all black lives

Black women, Black men, and Black children

No more knees on our necks

No more bullets without a warning

No more chokeholds

No more aggression

No more

I ask for love, loyalty, and respect

Isn’t it too much to ask?

I’m afraid what my future children would say, “Mommy, Why are the police are so mean?”or “Am I safe?”

What should I say?

Yes, the police are mean?

I don’t want to believe

I want to believe in the goodness in the world

But where is that?

Your duty is your promise

Your Promise to keep us safe

Where is your promise?

We don’t hate you, my Fellow Officers

We just want justice for our people

We just want the justice system to do better

We want you to stand with us

You don’t have to like us but help us

I have one thing to say, “Why?”

Why do you have to be so mean?

“So the more privileged and comfortable someone’s life is, the harder it is for them to appreciate the needs and issues of those worse off. But as long as we don’t do something stupid like put the most pampered people in charge of running countries, we should be OK.” — Art of Quotation

“So the more privileged and comfortable someone’s life is, the harder it is for them to appreciate the needs and issues of those worse off. But as long as we don’t do something stupid like put the most pampered people in charge of running countries, we should be OK.” ― Dean Burnett, author, book quote […]

via “So the more privileged and comfortable someone’s life is, the harder it is for them to appreciate the needs and issues of those worse off. But as long as we don’t do something stupid like put the most pampered people in charge of running countries, we should be OK.” — Art of Quotation

“Dear America: You are waking up, as Germany did, to the awareness that 1/3 of your people would kill another 1/3, while 1/3 watches.” — Art of Quotation

“Dear America: You are waking up, as Germany did, to the awareness that 1/3 of your people would kill another 1/3, while 1/3 watches.” Werner Herzog, German, director

via “Dear America: You are waking up, as Germany did, to the awareness that 1/3 of your people would kill another 1/3, while 1/3 watches.” — Art of Quotation

In Memory: “It’s a dangerous business, going out your door. You step onto the road, and if you don’t keep your feet, there’s no telling where you might be swept off to. — Art of Quotation

“It’s a dangerous business, going out your door. You step onto the road, and if you don’t keep your feet, there’s no telling where you might be swept off to.” Ian Holm, actor, 1931-2020, movie quote As Bilbo Baggins from Lord of the Rings Trilogy.

via In Memory: “It’s a dangerous business, going out your door. You step onto the road, and if you don’t keep your feet, there’s no telling where you might be swept off to. — Art of Quotation

“we’re still losing around 600 Americans per day — that is, we’re experiencing the equivalent of six 9/11s every month” — Art of Quotation

In the early 20th century the American South was ravaged by pellagra, a nasty disease that produced the “four Ds” — dermatitis, diarrhea, dementia and death. At first, pellagra’s nature was uncertain, but by 1915 Dr. Joseph Goldberger, a Hungarian immigrant employed by the federal government, had conclusively shown that it was caused by nutritional […]

via “we’re still losing around 600 Americans per day — that is, we’re experiencing the equivalent of six 9/11s every month” — Art of Quotation