serpent

there is an undercurrent of pent up rage
that runs deep within our society
building pressure
seeping the steam of violent despair
do we continue on in blindness
denial
of the existence of this growing monster
collecting it's reasons
coveting it's ammunition
waiting anxiously with pulsing erratic ism
what will it take for us to awaken
to the deep cries for healing
that can be heard
if you listen closely
from those all around us
to what tune do we march
do we even know
but yet we march
turning the wheels that feed this monster
this monster whose purpose will be
to consume us all

let us break through the hardened ground beneath us
and allow the golden molten river of love
to sooth the beast that swells

let us trust the truth that reveals itself to us
at those moments of authenticity
the truth that we know deep within our beings
of what is right
of what to do
a great rousing of spirit is in the air
give yourself to the wind that calls us all
into action