I ran across this poem I wrote 5 years ago….to the day…
A poem about how…in a world filled with hate…love will find a way:
Lately…here in our own country…it has occurred to me
no matter where I look…hate is everywhere I see…
It’s nothing new…for hating others has been part of our history
ask Native Americans,
People of color,
Jews,
Muslims,
Immigrants…
the the L..G..B..and T.
To show how easy it is for hate to take hold…to succeed, to triumph…to win…
the moment I say I hate all the haters…is the moment I let hate in.
But don’t be fooled by all the hate…
for as we ride this up and down, round and round carousel
When you look around…we see much love as well.
If we can look past all the hate (It’s not easy…I understand)
we see people reaching out, hugging, kissing…holding hands.
We see random acts of kindness…acts of affection and generosity.
We see a diverse amount of people embracing diversity.
So when you start to believe love is dead….before you begin to mourn
remember, ‘I Love You’ are the first words spoken…
the moment a baby has been born.
Think of all the times you say ‘I love You’ every day…and why do you surmise
are ‘I Love You’ the last words uttered before a person dies?
We begin and end our life with ‘I Love You’ which only proves once more
that hate may win it’s share of battles…but love will win the war.
It’s been 5 years since I wrote this poem…
about how love will eventually win the war over hate…
and though I never said it would be easy
I’m just wondering…
how much longer will I have to wait: