Time to heal
A poem from a prompt and a quote.
LIKE MOST WHO ARE UNDERESTIMATED, I HAVE LEARNED TO OVER-PERFORM AND FIND SOFT BUT KEY WAYS TO TAKE CREDIT. BECAUSE ULTIMATELY, LEADERSHIP AND POWER REQUIRE THE CONFIDENCE TO EFFECTIVELY WIELD BOTH. — Stacey Abrams*
The boils erupting, puss oozes from these political craters,
the twin stinks of corruption and inequality pervade the air,
and people are protesting, there is chaos everywhere.
Yet gradually there is a stirring, our hearts are waking up
the division and hatred are dissolving, slowly we turn
to love, the ultimate healer of all wounds, of all life.
Striding far ahead, walking strong and proud, pushing
boundaries, flexing heart muscles, stretching, moving
with the times. How much can we love, forgive, embrace,
then leave behind, let the past go, allow the flow of life
to pass through. Gently, quietly we must all hear the
deeper truth, slowly we must all come together and heal.
It starts with each of us.
