Tuesday, August 11, 2020

Division Lines












There will come a time when my patience
will be tried enough; when I will no longer abide 
the thoughts that you share…right nowI still care.
Each word you dispense reveals something new
where lies shift the truth that you choose to believe.
We still can’t conceive when you turned so outspoken;
and your “like-minded folks,” now a minimal few,
while your friends beg the question “What happened to you?”
Who knew such discourse ran through your veins?
How deep-set the anger and the disdain.
How closed is the mind that is blind to the hatred
deluding yourself in your world, antiquated.
That you share what you do, just another sad token
and a testament to just how badly we’re broken.

© Ginny Brannan 2020

4 comments:

  1. These days we are just so disillusioned with the state of things that we find ourselves spent with the rage building within.

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    1. Thank you my friend. Trying to find my way back to lighter fare, but between healthcare at work, at home and the way of the world right now, am struggling a bit.

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  2. So much anger building within.
    Searching but finding no way out.
    Frustrations multiplying...I love your blog.

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    1. Thank you for your kind words. I appreciate you're taking time to read, and have gone ahead and followed your blog!

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