Written for: Imaginary Gardens With Real Toads, The Tuesday Platform
For to be free is not merely to cast off one’s chains, but to live in a way that respects and enhances the freedom of others.
~ Nelson Mandela Day, July 18
It seems to be harder each week, to find the joy and tranquility of the simple act of living, when so many innocent people are suffering on a widespread and unprecedented scale. There seems no end to cruel and unusual acts of hatred and revenge. As poets, we are called upon to be the voices of our age: to offer commentary, bear witness, speak of hope, grief, and always to sound a call to arm ourselves, not with weapons, but words. I believe that here, in the Imaginary Garden, we are all in agreement that Life Matters, in every shape and form.
There is a homeless person camp here.
The city has many meetings
but no new shelters are built.
How does it happens? Fired,
can’t pay rent, no place
to go, and you
They have to be moved.
Who are they? They are you.
Human beings in need of
food, clothing, shelter, kindness, not
another high-rise high-end building.