standing there – lost.

perhaps, more aptly described – not found. how can it be in this vast plain of we, one solitary me remains unattached – disconnected?

today i listened to conversation – dissatisfaction over lack-of – frustration with not-enough.

today i listened to voices spewing rhetoric of anguish – less-than desired.

today i listened to passion -all but wasted disappointment – accoutrements disallowed.

today –

i listened.

 

 

more importantly –

today,

i did not hear; whispers of gratitude. and in the silent pauses between the screams of discontent – no sigh of satisfaction over – living!

how can it be we cling with diligence to inheritance of desire,

yet with the same strong hands,

allow disconnect to obligation.

and in this moment when chaos takes center stage in the tragedy of our lives,

we contemplate with heated delegation infractions to rules of solidarity.

 

 

insignificant – your decision to kneel – supposition to anthem of suffrage,

more apropos;

position of defiance.

when so much more profound – statement of intention by faith –

standing side by side

silent –  but heard –

the still small voice of conviction –

reverence not implied,

intangible –

yet seen.