It’s been a while, and I’m sorry that this isn’t going to be a very feel good pick me up sort of post.

But that’s ok.

The current state of America is not for the faint of heart. Highest COVID fatalities, systemic racism, police brutality, political polarization, riots, lock downs, and patriots. So. Many. “Patriots”.

As many others, I have been thinking through a lot, and though I almost feel like a fraud because I really don’t have much to bring to the table, I still want to take part in the conversation.

Tonight I sat down to catch up on some school work. I have become so wearied from the state of things, particularly the callousness of religious people (oh the irony) towards literally anything that involves others catching up to said religious people at their mere inconvenience. Dear god, the privilege.

Sadly, I was part of that as well, and I am not out of the woods just yet. Leaning into my ignorance is not a very pleasant or desirable experience. But pretending that it doesn’t exist is no longer an option.

As I booted up my laptop, I heard the pitter-patter of rain outside.

KA-BOOM.

Thunder.

Lightening.

Random cheers from neighbors.

Again.

I was deeply moved by the contrast of the sheer force and power of nature and my own helplessness.

Taking in the light-show and steadying calmness of the rain, I wanted to pour my heart out onto paper.

Hate, Hate, Go Away

If only rain could wash away the evil in this world
If only rain could soothe and clean out wounds
If only rain could water seeds of love and kindness

If only thunder was the rumblings of Justice condemning hate to hell
And lightening, the teacher who erased all ignorance and called
out those walking in its darkness..

Yet, rain can only fall.

And as it falls, it falls like tears as humanity
weeps for the mess we’ve made of ourselves

It only falls and weeps.

Take care of yourself. Stay well.