I don’t have all the answers.

On some days I’m not sure I even have one.

I don’t understand why there’s so much hate,

So much fear which begets prejudice, misunderstanding, and tears.

Some days it all just feels so overwhelming,

Like’s there’s nothing left to redeem these years

We’ve spent arguing and judging

Without questioning how we got here.

Some days I just wish I had more answers,

On days like today, I’d taking knowing I held even one.

So without clear definition or direction

I travel on, hold on…

And write to myself that someday it will all be clear.

–Written by Sandy Heights

Image by ThuyHaBich from Pixabay

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