Broken

                                                                           Broken
A trucker walks into a synagogue…

I
t sounds like the start of a joke, but it’s not.

Not a joke when this trucker is a crazed anti-Semitic
looking for somewhere to aim his misguided blame
Not when he perpetrates another of the countless massacres
that have become the wretched lore of America’s shame
Not a joke when any old trucker from Pennsylvania
can inexplicably have twenty-one guns registered in his name

It’s not the least bit funny when this same old story happens every other day.
It’s called the same old story, because the same old story is always the same.

It seems to happen
every other day
Lives change, in the blink of an eye
Lives changed, in the worst possible way
So many lives
The same old story
Every other day

Every other day
I can feel the devastation
Sickening me again, as a broken system cracks
Resonating again, as a broken person snaps
The devastation of every other day
The anger, the heartache, the vast impacts
The scourge of so many weapons, the same cold facts
So many lives,
changed in the worst way
Lost, in the devastation,
of every other day

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A young couple decides to start a family…

It sounds like a very nice story, until it’s not.

A young mother pulls on her favourite boots,
excited about
a long-awaited night out with her friends
Drinks and dancing, and all the best intentions,
missing her daughter more with every text she sends
Her husband sends her a photo of their peaceful sleeping baby,
never imagining, that tonight, his wife’s life abhorrently ends

Yet another lost name on the long, sad, deplorable list of every other day.
Three more victims of a system that breaks far more often than it bends.

It seems to happen
every other day
Lives change, in the blink of an eye
Lives changed, in the worst possible way
So many lives
The same sad story
Every other day

Every other day
I can feel the desolation
Weakening me again, as a broken system fails
Resonating again, as a broken child wails
The desolation of every other day
The anguish, the heartbreak, the immense scale
The weight of so many coffins, so many final nails
So many lives stolen
So many broken
So many changed
Changed, in the worst way
The same sad news
The same sad reality
The same desolation,
every other day
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Consideration

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Consideration

Careful consideration
Before you speak
Think about your words
before they leak

Words often wound
when they are darts
Pointed opinions
from cold hearts
Consideration matters
Whenever you speak
Sarcasm. Negativity.
Symptoms of the weak

A cliché is a cliché
from overuse
Often just a sad,
lame excuse
Little consideration
in what you say
Languid. Thoughtless
 The lazy way

Careful consideration
Reason before the rhyme
Consider it considerate
to take the time

 

 Careful consideration
Ideally face to face
In real time
at the same place

On the same level
With due respect
The least to ask
Everything to expect
Being considerate
by not talking down
No pedestal. No pretense.
 No shiny crown

Talking voice to voice
The clearest way
On the same level
the same day
Consider a text
as the last resort
Muted. Misunderstood.
Misguided retort

Careful consideration
Ridiculous nor sublime
Consider it considerate
to take the time

 

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