For Midori, With Respect

Where comes this rage?

This ripping away of all that we see while

snorkeling on the surface without ever

diving deep into the darker regions

where oxygen runs so thin that

animals become specters to survive the crush

of weighted opinon.

How dare we do this our fellow walkers.

Forcing them under

to drown

in their own self doubt and the commotion created by

half informed ramblings and scant, slanted words.

Let there be the wrongs there are.

Admit to them freely

But,

once confessed,

let redemption stand rediscovered

in true light of that love we are only ever trying

to spread,

to repay,

when that moment breaks.

Freewritten