Temporary Shower

I was at a coffee shop tonight with a friend and she mentioned a movie she saw called "The Whistleblower". The whole thing got us talking about human trafficking and I was surprised by the anger she felt and the genuine pain. I guess I have struggled for years with similar emotions towards inhumanity. It baffles me how one human being can be so cruel to another. In talking with Ash, I have decided that the best way to combat such issues is speak out so I wrote two poems...one on trafficking and the other on child abuse. I haven't mention this before because it so very personal but fear, shame, guilt, and pain are not excuses for silence. To Traffickers If I paint the face of your mother and your sister Over hers would you still do what you have done? Pull the soul out, tack it to a dirty window, and smear it with your hands? Who taught you that life’s fragility disappears with continuous use? Yet you use, abuse, confuse… If I chained her to you, would your con...

Form an anchor like a cell holding onto fibrinogen Then expand and spread! Be nourished by the knowledge that you are bathed in a culture you belong Reach out your tendrils and Seek what may be your demise Remember: your presence is transient But mine depends

words drip from your lips like a facut running low If time had been kind, Perhaps you would have learned to talk But as it is, you struggle to capture the world with each syllable