…about feeling helpless

Sarah, what do you think?

I am angry today.

REALLY angry.

Incase you have missed it today it was reported that Jews are being told that they have to register in eastern Ukraine or face deportation and seizure of property. It is also being reported that famous Hollywood director, Bryan Singer, has been accused of raping a teenage boy.

Both of these stories made me shiver. The horror of anti-semitism and history repeating itself, especially after the anti semitic fueled shooting in Kansas on Sunday and the rising power of the neo nazi group in Greece, is staggering to me. The disgust of yet another, powerful figure, being given free reign to abuse whomever he sees fit. Singer is well know for his taste in “barely legal” men and drug fueled parties.

I see these stories and I want to take action. I want to DO something. So, I wrote about it. I posted…

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Five Sentence Fiction – LUCKY

Evenings, at sunset, out my window I see
a man and his dog,but they never see me.
They walk along slow, never changing their pace,
a look of contentment spread over each face.
I sit and I watch, though I should look away,
the sight makes me sad at the end of each day.
For I know when they turn, to make their way home,
I’ll remain sitting here, I’ll remain all alone.
My own faithful friend’s been gone many a year,
yet the view from my window can still bring a tear.

Sing a Song of Spring

Image Cardinal singing in the tree
I like to hear your song’s new key

All winter through you sat and chirped
And told me of your warmth usurped

Through wind and ice and flakes of snow
You warbled “Where’d my sunshine go?”

But now the bright beams warm your verse
No longer do you winter curse

Your notes have changed from ire to glee
And I you answer joyfully