News is disturbing
Hate and meanness unrivaled
Vile anger spreading
Fearful yeast rising
Malicious lies ore’ taking
Strained arc of justice
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Sometimes everything has to be enscribed across the heavens so you can find the one line already written inside you. Sometimes it takes a great sky to find that small, bright, and indescribable wedge of freedom in your own heart. David Whyte
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isn’t that the truth
Yep.
Sadly, pretty much sums it up.
Yes, I needed to get that out. Thanks for your comment.
You’ve captured the times Ina, let’s hope for a little hope 🙂
I do have hope. It helped me to get my negative feelings out of the way.
Our energy flows where our attention goes. What we choose to tune into, and perpetuate, we may unknowingly expand. I pray you turn off the news. 🙂
Good idea. 🙂
Well said. thank you.
Thank you for your comment, Janet.
Sadly the truth. As for watching the news I do, with a box of tissues to hand.
Yes. It is like a black cloud is hovering overhead.
Scary, but sadly true.
Sad
It is sad. I pray for us all.
xx
Hugs to you, Lynn. oo
Somehow I was not getting notification of your posts… Grrr… I am now, though!
These are so true… ugly times…
It helps to have WordPress friends to share the awfulness.
Ha ha! Indeed!
Yes. 🙂
For some reason this poem reminded me of watching the news…
Yes. that is what challenged me to write this post. I appreciate your comment.
A pertinent piece.
Thanks. It helped to get my feelings out.