A Poem for the New Year
Guest Writer: Karen DuBert
Rocks, Stones, and Pebbles
Is it rocks in your pockets, a stone in your shoe,
A cloud that envelops whatever you do?
It’s been a rough year for this tilted old world
Witnessing horrors freshly unfurled.
Each of the pebbles we carried this year
Is a slanted perspective from things that we hear
From sinister algorithms designed to cause dread;
Like small, helpless creatures, we’re caught in the Web.
Children are starving and people are maimed
By missiles and drones and long distance planes,
The heartache is more than our souls can fathom;
We feel so helpless with justice abandoned.
As we search for the Truth, let’s not click on the bait
Created to make us blind creatures of hate.
Let’s stop for a second, shake the stone from our shoe
Toss the rocks from our pockets–-start this fresh year anew.
Karen DuBert
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