We Grieve.

It seems such a hard world full of grief.  Each day brings sadness upon tragedy, hate crime upon the innocent.  It is easy to dispair.  Grief overcomes our communities, we feel individually hurt by the brutalities that surrounds everyone of us.  Grief itself is painful, almost physical, a vicious emptiness fills the void where there should be joy.

It is very hard to syphon out the frigid void.  We need each other to lean on, to care for and to support.  It is eventually the only solution to heal the wounds of grief, but enormously difficult.

In that frigid lonliness there can grow self pity, emnity and anger.  From these sad reflections, hatred grows.  We turn away from care and toward  revenge and lash out at those we think we loathe.

What comfort then? Only this, turn to those you love and peace may one day come.  Yes there is blame, yes there is fault, yes those who we loved are lost.  Yes, we grieve, it is a desolate time.

Lean on each other and bare the burden.

Hush! go softly, – not with rage.

About manseljames

75 yrs young happily living in the land of my fathers. Married to the lovely Dawn and father of my lovely Vicky. Poet and writer who scribbles away every day. Write novels, blogs and poetry and don't much mind if the works reach a wide audience or not. Well traveled but now putting down roots at last. Not much of the world left to see! Thankful for a great life so far and revving up for a strong finish!
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