Our World

Our world is broken

Never-ending wars and violence 

Capitals fall while the lucky and privileged flee

Cries of despair imploring: 

“Lord have mercy.”

Our world is sighing

Shaking ground devastating already fragile lives

Recovery not even close to complete before the earth cracks open again

Rising temps and raging fire leading one to believe 

We are actually melting

Our world is sick

Sick with disease that kills the body

Sick with disease that warps the mind

Altogether weakened by arguments and policy built by ego and ambition and privilege

Altogether weakened by the certitude of rightness with never a hint of nuance 

Our world is hurting.... yet it continues to breathe

Our world cries out... yet it continues to turn

Our world is tenacious

Voices speak

Bodies march

The call for humanity and compassion and equality refuse to be silent

They refuse to be silent

Our world is hopeful

Sacrifice becomes the language of caring for our neighbor

Humility becomes the catalyst for hearing our neighbor

We lean in and listen to the stories of the unknown and we see them, truly see them as we look them full in the face. 

Our world is beautiful

Complex and messy

Intricate and lovely

Changing and waiting with broken hearts and hopeful expectation

For better