Seeds

November 10, 2020

 A charade for all to view.
 You take people’s hopes
 and twist them into fears.
 Wrap your arm around their shoulders,
 while clutching a knife behind your back.
 

 You neatly construct the fires
 with fear creating the base.
 A healthy dose of suspicion
 then layer on the lies
 and douse it all with hate.
 

 Your favorite thing by far
 is to stand back and watch
 like an adoring father
 as his child takes their first step.
 But fear and hatred are your only spawn.
 

 Up into the sky reach the flames,
 arms stretching in every direction.
 Suffocating all life, all hope, 
 all kindness in its path.
 Only black ash remains as you walk away.
 

 But your path is not ours.
 We bypass the heavy hatred
 and willful ignorance.
 We follow light, freedom, and equality.
 Into your burnt and decimated terrain 
 we drop seeds of hope and change. 

Published by Allowing The Spaces By Alisha J. Steele

I'm a lover of many things, writing, music, dogs, food, gardening, Yoga, traveling.....I think I fall in love with something new each day. I do enjoy meeting new cities and am particularly smitten with New Orleans. It's culture, music, food and whole energy invigorates me yet also puts me at ease. I have an incredible 17 year old son named Anthony whom I placed with an adoptive family at birth. It is an open adoption and by open.....I mean wide open! I am friends with both parents and am close with my son. He grew up in a town close to me and I could visit him whenever. There's never been awkwardness, just love and acceptance of me into their family. Even when his parents moved to Florida and divorced, my relationship with each of them including Anthony remained strong. It's been the most unexpected journey and one I'm grateful for every day. I was diagnosed with Multiple Sclerosis in Aug of 2019 and am still wandering up and down that path of discovery. Fortunately, it has had minimal impacts on my physical ability at this point, other than needing to be extra cautious with heat and stress. Manage your stress all the doctors say.....oh sure, no problem, just that little thing?! Seriously this is sage advice, I get it, but speaking as someone who has suffered panic attacks, telling me I must manage my stress so my disease won’t progress, stresses me out!! Anyone else out there hear me??! And that brings me to today. The day I created this blog was five days after the man I love and had spent 4 1/2 years with told me he was no longer in love with me and left. Gulp.....breathe....breathe. And so that was the inspiration for all of this. I had always enjoyed writing but never did it on a regular basis. I would make excuses or say I'm waiting for inspiration. But once the floor beneath me gave out and I was falling into every emotion, everything flowed so quickly. I had to write. I'd wake in the middle of the night and grab my phone to write in the notepad. In the morning, almost every sight or smell would trigger a thought which lead to words and before you know it I was writing. All the time. I had to. It was my only life line. After pouring my heart out on Facebook I soon realized I needed more. I finally decided to take the leap and create my blog.

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