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Here and Now

When your habit 
your normal course of action 
doesn't hear me out
doesn't let me finish my sentence...

When I am shushed 
if the question that matters to me
doesn't matter to you...

When I seek a better solution 
for all of us 
and my words 
expressing ideas important to me 
in language important to me 
are shifted 
to your words and language 
or struck from the final deal 
altogether...

When I strive to paint
together with you 
a world with more variety
of color and line
and my colors and lines
are painted over 
or are imperceptible 
except to one who knows
just where to look for them...

When everything I offer is met with
Not here 
Not now:

What do I do 
living with a lifetime 
of the ends of sentences
jammed in my throat
and the wildly alive 
Image of God 
burning 
here and now
in my chest?

dw

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One reply on “Here and Now”

Profound. Enlightening. I have felt the same way. You articulate it so well, so beautifully. It is so hard to swallow the self righteous indignation that some wield like a sword. I have wielded it too, I’m sorry to say.

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