I Stand

I Stand-

A Performance Piece for 2-10 voices.

  1. I stand for equal pay;

Women have the same worth as men.

 

  1. I stand for mental health parity;

My brain is just as important as my heart.

 

  1. I stand for reproductive rights;

My Body, My Choice.

 

  1. I stand on the side of Love;

No matter the race or gender.

 

  1. I stand for America the Great;

Let’s reach across the aisle and be one again.

 

  1. I stand for science;

The natural world is full of wonder.

 

  1. I stand for Teachers;

The future generation rests in their hands.

 

  1. I stand for the environment;

Protect the only Earth we have.

 

  1. I stand for affordable healthcare.

A healthy nation is a happy nation.

 

  1. I stand for Liberty

We are the Land of the Free

 

  1. I stand for Justice

May it be carried out with compassion

 

 

You Stand.

Don’t be afraid to make ripples.

 

We Stand.

Together, we make waves.

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National Poetry Month Day 11

Joy, why have you fled?
Lost in the forest of humanity.
My spirit hides in the leaves,
waiting for the return of the sun
to burn away the shadows.

World Health Day: Let’s Talk Depression

Today is World Health Day- “Let’s Talk Depression.”

What does depression feel like? It hurts. It’s an overwhelming feeling of being utterly alone, isolated- a burden. Triple gravity pulling you down until every little task seems almost insurmountable.

Depression doesn’t differentiate between rich or poor or race or creed.  Some might say, “Oh, it’s all in your head, just snap out of it.”  There is no “snapping out of it,” without help. Depression is an ailment of the mind, just as angina is an ailment of the heart.  Both can cause extreme pain and systemic symptoms and must be treated. Yet, there’s a stigma attached to depression and other mental illnesses.  Many are ashamed to admit to being depressed and wouldn’t ask for a day off or tell a friend about it; yet, they wouldn’t think twice about requesting time off for angina or an acute asthma attack.

Be #stigmafree. I challenge you to talk to someone today about depression. At the very least it opens to door for parity.

And if you are depressed and need someone to talk to, my “door” (i.e. messenger or phone) is always open.  You can also talk to the wonderful people at the suicide prevention lifeline  1-800-273-8255.

Water is Life

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Upon this rock, this land,

I pledge my heart; I pledge my hand.

Water is life; I stand-

 

Water protectors hand in hand,

1st Nations and veterans stand,

Upon this rock, this land.

 

Promises given, promises taken, and

Ripped away by a soldier’s hand;

Water is life; They stand-

 

Eye to eye across the sand,

Defenders, desecrators, take a stand,

Upon his rock, this land.

 

The fight-  the soul of the land.

Which one shall win this hand?

Water is life; You stand-

 

Upon the Earth, our only land.

Promises should be kept as planned.

Upon this rock, this land;

Water is Life; We stand.

 

NOTE: The image was captured during a Dakota Access Pipeline and Sabal Trail Pipeline Protest on the FL capitol lawn.

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Empathy, Compassion

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Lest We Forget

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49 Day Tribute at the FL Capitol building

Lest We Forget

 

Don’t close your eyes, lest you forget,

Don’t turn away from your fellow man again;

One nation indivisible are we; yet,

 

Divided by self-interest, self-doubt, regret,

This lonely wound wastes away, pain.

Don’t close your eyes, lest you forget:

 

This day, hatred collects her debt,

Torn asunder, an iron rain.

Are we one nation indivisible? Yet-

 

Look at the flags, waving in the sunset,

For each life lost, they stand urbane.

Don’t close your eyes, lest you forget:

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The many faces of our brethren, set

Together, candles and tokens side by side lain,

One nation indivisible, are we yet?

 

 

Under the skin: same blood, same sweat;

Free to choose love or hate, hope or pain,

Don’t close your eyes, lest you forget:

One nation indivisible, we are yet.

 

Note:  On Saturday I visited the tribute to the Orlando shooting victims at the FL state capitol here in Tallahassee.  This poem is my reaction to the tragedy.  Sadly, it seems that for every mass casualty event we as a country come together briefly, then are divided again.  I just hope that no one ever forgets that even though everyone has different opinions, we are still one country, one people.

Hurt. Hate. Hope….So much Hope in the Face of the Darkness

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Silence. Numbness. Heart ache.. so much heart ache. Headline- Another mass casualty event. This one yet again the, “Most deadliest in History.” You see the images of the bereft, the maimed, the dying.
Bleeding. Shocked. Dead…so many dead. You ask, “Why?” and search the news for possible answers. Fingers pointed-
Guns. Faith. Hate.. so much hate. You, america, cannibalize yourself in pursuit of answers. You let the beast of hate and fear devour your rationality.
Blame, Walls, Sides, so many sides. But still no answers.
Yet-
Prayers, Thoughts, Solidarity… so much solidarity. In our oneness, lost, searching, WE come together to support each other’s grieving. WE offer up OUR very blood to the broken.
Selflessness, Compassion, Empathy, so much empathy. WE place ourselves in the victim’s shoes, reaching past our fear of being the victim.
Steadfastness, Determination, so much determination. Even for the briefest of moments, WE strive to find one mind, find a way to prevent this sorrow.
And Love…so much love. The cure to hate to sustain the living. In giving love, We will overcome this beast tearing the fabric of our country.

Hope.