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| Stormy Sky - tjbuckley |
Chilly and cloudy and windy today...
a May nor'easter will be passing through...
turbulent weather, indicative of the current political climate...
2025 has become a torrent of terror for some of us...
as for the rest of us - we complain, we protest...
we are in a constant state of flux...
it isn't what we want, and we hardly know what to expect...
except the uncertainty of what the cult of personality offers us...
where is my inspiration? my motivation? my salvation?
i look to the stars, look up at the universe in all its splendor...
have we evolved into a race of inhuman depravity?
where is our empathy? our compassion? our hopes and dreams?
lost among the rocks and stones and mud of civilization...
we struggle on, reaching out for the pinnacle of our doom...
it can't come soon enough, and yet...
i pause, as if there is still a quiver of hope...
...for us to rise up, above it all, to feel a sliver of peace.
