POETRY/PHOTOGRAPHY
Beyond the Hallway of Hate
We know tomorrow will be different
Today, the classroom echoes the chaos of a world turned inward upon itself.
But tomorrow can be different.
We don’t have time to wait and watch, malingering in sorrow, while someone else’s reality bites, claws, and blasts our world apart.
Because tomorrow can be different.
We can’t ever stand still, screaming down a hallway of enmity and greed; bereft of solutions and hanging in the balance of a tumbled-down set of mangled and malicious priorities.
We pray tomorrow can be different.
Look to the other side, beyond a world of hatred turned sideways, gnawing at our certainty — a reality we have long lived for — from the inside out.
Face tomorrow because we know it can be different.
If we can gather our hearts to find the way, digging deep; we can rip this malignancy from its putrid roots.
Anticipating a tomorrow that can be different.
There are so many more of us in this bunker of love; and beyond their gruesome screeds lies the hope we all deserve.
We make this pledge to ourselves: Tomorrow will be different.
