Maybe it’s the weather (rain—because it’s Seattle, duh…), but I’m feeling unusually pessimistic this morning.

‘Love conquers all’

‘Only love can conquer hate’

I think one of us has missed the memo
because I’m not seeing the proof

Does love win
when the improvised bomb explodes?

Does love win
when the bullets penetrate the skin?

Does love win
when the drone flies overhead?

Does love win
when the unarmed driver dies?

Does love win
when the woman in tattered clothes holds a sign at the corner?

Does love win
when only certain people get what they want?

Love is powerful
it can ease pain
soothe the soul
make the unbearable bearable

Love is persistent
it perseveres
in the face of all kinds of horror

But I don’t see a whole lot
of winning going on

(13 June 2017)