Poem -
On To The Next One
Generations
It seems like every generation chooses to hand the problem down to the next generation.
My heart grows heavy just thinking of my sweet children and the decades of issues ignored by the generation before.
On and on it grows, getting heavier, becoming so deep that they can't see the light.
Hope diminishes and emotional resentment flows to the next in line.
It's no wonder we find ourselves fighting amongst each other.
Mental illness is the norm and poison, our potion. Madness. Blame.
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Comments
Hello Carolyn...
Would you say there's no one who rightfully deserves blame?
If we wanted a better world we could have had it...
Great write!
Thank you for sharing...
sparrowsong
I agree and I do believe we still can. Only if we can communicate without blame or without feeling attacked, it's not necessary to be defensive if your not actually being attacked. We waste our time defending ourselves when there is no real threat. We deny ourselves the power to change things mean while we are changing things creating the future and ignoring the real issue which I think is faith, hope, trust in each other.
Thought provoking write,
much enjoyed
Lorna x