When you’re more concerned

for principles than people,

your naked face will show us.

~

He who shall not be

named doesn’t care for either.

 He just cares for number one.

These current crises

have stolen our illusion

of safety and left us scared.

~

Illusive safety

is unchanged by these crises,

only our awareness has.

When we wear masks we

demonstrate we all have hearts.

Facta Non Verba!

~

And when we do not,

we demonstrate we are of

small brains and wee hearts.

When our familiar

 patterns dissolve we can start

afresh and learn something new.

~

Some folk never learn.

Perhaps they’re just too vested

in the way things used to be?

Fighting the good fight

in not for the faint of heart;

it requires fortitude.

~

Love strengthens the heart,

 faith fosters fortitude, hope

looks forward – we need all three.

When afraid, moving

toward instead of away,

might be the better option.

~

Rushing toward fear

may be the only option,

since it’s inescapable.

When your body aches

and your mind can not focus,

it’s hard to craft a poem.

~

We may be weary

and worn, but we right ourselves

with daily writing.

If only the sun

could burn compassion

into his orange tinged skin.

~

No amount of heat

has any chance of melting

his Antarctic indifference.

Is it his intent

to break Federalism?

Seems he’s off to a great start…

~

 Autocracy is

that to which he aspires –

one embodied by liars.

If only the rain

could wash that man right out of

our nation’s beleaguered hair.

~

Even once removed,

his orange stain will remain

like Cheeto stained finger tips.