Coming Back To Life

I’m making peace.

I’m making peace with the men who got shot in Orlando on my side.

I’m making peace with the girl who was raped by Turner first, and his family later on my side.

I’m making peace with Muhammad Ali on my side.

I’m making peace with the ones who die for no reason in Gaza on my side.

I’m making peace with the ones who have been cheated by the religions and by the religious on my side.

I’m making peace with the many nameless victims who I don’t know about because they are from countries we don’t care about, on my side.

I’m making peace with the folks in Bombay who clean the manholes and the gutters before it rains, on my side.

I’m making peace with the writers of 100 Naked Words on my side.

I’m making peace with friends, and with enemies.

I’m making peace with thoughts unrequited.

I’m making peace with you.

I’m making peace with myself. I hope you are too.