“Love is an action. Never simply a feeling.” ~ Bell Hooks
We close the dooragainst the firesthe bootstrapsand the goosestepstaking the streets. We turn our eyestowards a futureimagined, not realfragileas it is destroyed. We hear the soundsof marching feetand prayers builtupon self-justificationlies born in the pulpit. History repeatsin fear and in deathmarching forwardthough we shield our eyesand hide ourselves away. ~ Caroline A. Slee
“All oppression creates a state of war...” ~ Simone de Beauvoir
They lie in wait, and hateand ask you for your fear.Until you arm yourself in liesand set aside your truth.A cult, a curse, a strange snake charmerleading a brutal danceinto ever more violent steps.A madness descends, takes hold, holds fast.Unwilling to loose its strangleholdas voices rise into a screamand humanity sets itself aside. ~ Caroline … Continue reading Mass Hysteria
The orderly chaos Of rage and blindness Sets a movement on its feet Dragging progress back A time travel march Into what we imagined to be the past Accepting nothing But unquestioning devotion ~ Caroline A. Slee
Block out all light Erase all color Preach hatred from the pulpit Destroying every hint of love Twist language and words To serve a dark purpose Strip humanity from the soul, from the mind, from the heart Every one of us a pharaoh Impassive and hardened Ignoring the lives of those around us Calling this … Continue reading A Dark Church
In words we find hidden power: persuasion wooing opinions like a sweet lover spells casting magic across the gritty cloak of daylight fiction sending us through portals into new worlds In words we find abuse of power: the lies we tell to paint people into corners the blame we lay at the doorsteps of others … Continue reading Language
The eyes cannot see Blinded by mists Choosing the fog Over clear sight ~ Caroline A. Slee
We wander, seeking Our purpose shelter and calm As the world becomes dangerous Once more We see the next pyres Being built for our kind Set our sails, hide beyond the horizon We seek the safe harbor We have never known ~ Caroline A. Slee
We reap burdened by tears our fields run to dust by the wise choices of others - We reap where flowers do not bloom where none but hatred can find room for growth - We reap eyes cast down to the ground laboring through resting hours carrying our pain - We reap and wait for … Continue reading Harvest #MondayBlogs