Just getting this out of my head and onto the page. I don’t like being angry. But that’s my reality right now and I’m guessing I’m not alone. I don’t want to forget how I’m feeling right now. Accepting it, recognizing it, redirecting this anger toward making a change, to once and for all righting the wrongs of our collective apathy and hopelessness is how i choose to move forward, for myself, for the children, for the outcast, the marginalized, the forgotten…for our world. But first, right now, I’m just angry. 

enough is enough

your thoughts and prayers
pierce us like daggers 
emptying our hearts 
of the last drops of grace
for your boastful posturing, 
your lies, your meaningless 
words that seek 
to change the narrative, 
holding us hostage while 
you wait, wait, wait for us
to forget once again
that you really don’t care
about the slaughtering 
of innocents, or for refugees, 
or others, not like you, 
please save your prayers 
to your vengeful god, 
a hateful god who doles death 
to the weak, who brandishes 
weapons of war proudly, a god 
in whom no mercy can be found 
for the meek, a god that you’ve 
created in your own image
who boasts of being pro life
while shattering 
the lives of the living 
we will not forget
how you led the lambs to slaughter 
how you congratulated yourselves,
for protecting the rights of monsters,
there’s a special place in hell for you, 
would that I believed in hell

~kat