What Price Unity?

On By DaniIn Assholery, it needed to be said., poetry2 Comments

I would love to see unity but at what price?

There is no unity without accountability!

You cannot support the overthrow of our democracy while refusing to hold the person who led the insurrection accountable and expect the rest of us to just move on like nothing happened.

At this point I would rather see the radicalized portion of our society exiled to a place far away from the rest of us.

It would be entertaining to see how they fair stewing in their own hatred and fighting amongst themselves while Fox media incites and cheers them on.

Then the rest of us can move forward with maintaining a more equitable union.

If you can’t play nice in the sandbox you no longer get to play in the sandbox. You don’t get to hit the other children over the head and take their toys! That seems fair right?

There are rules! There have to be rules.

There are morally and ethically responsible ways to resolve our differences and they must be adhered to.

I cannot in good faith be unified with anyone who doesn’t respect and support the rules of our democracy.

So if the price for unity is being willing to overlook domestic terror and violence, then I will have to take a hard pass!

©Dani

1-27-2021

Insurrection

On By DaniIn Assholery, it needed to be said., poetry, Uncategorized4 Comments

Hot winds howl and whip about

Parched trees sway frantically in the heat

It’s January, new normal?

Collectively we wait… breath held after the attack on our Capitol…for our newly elected leaders to be sworn in.

A majority of us fear all manner of mayhem might ensue before we can begin to exhale…

Even then we ponder what it will take to exorcise the cancer that has infected our nation.

A lesion we have attempted to cut out before has grown back seemingly more virulent. Clearly we did not get it all!

In fact, if we’re honest?

There are far too many among us who silently, secretly, fed the contagion insuring its survival.

I choose to be among those who will fight to contain and hopefully one day eradicate this disease of hatred from the country that I love.

1-16-2021

Wishful Thinking

On By DaniIn love, poetry8 Comments

31 Years ago today I gave birth to you and I don’t even know if you’re alive.

I like to think I’d know…in my heart…

There was a time when I think I would have, but that bond has long been broken now.

You were always a wild child leaving home at just 18.

I respect that you are grown and living life on your own terms.

It would be nice to hear from you every now and again…

But it appears that’s just my wishful thinking.