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
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
let redemption stand rediscovered
in true light of that love we are only ever trying
when that moment breaks.