This Unholy Mess

Ever notice how when you get all caught up in the world you’re in tangles and dreadful and unhappy?

Power of choiceI think I speak for a lot of us in the U.S. when I say this election has taken a toll on our personal relationships, our faith in our country and any semblance of inner peace we once had.  It lead me to this:

This Unholy Mess

This unholy mess
Where good women and men set aside their virtues to follow unproven false gods.
This unholy mess
When the decent abandon their identities and souls to take up verbal arms against one another.
For what?
Two depraved power-mongers who closely hold secrets and lies and plans we know nothing of.
They’ve amassed hoards of innocents,  whose only sin is the thirst for brighter lives and fuller bellies.
Innocents who gladly abandon their own essence to follow them into the darkness.
They stockpile believers with false narratives,
then they call them votes.
The price –  soul for an uncertain future. The most egregious of trades.

Unholy messes don’t only happen during election times. Our lives are filled with challenges, conflict, inner-turmoil and, hopefully, a dash of introspection. After writing this poem I wondered what went wrong. Continue reading “This Unholy Mess”