Ghetto wishes & cosmic dust [poem]

 





How can we thrive in the destruction of the chaos?

We become exposed; explode.



 Innocence taken away,

turned to anguish bursting to expose!

Expose the hate felt deep inside for the loss of a loved one for something they can’t control.

Lucky the ones that turn that pain into forgiveness and a passion for change.



 





If we could go back to the time of zero.

And Love each other for what makes us, us.


Devine beings.

Cosmic Dust.