Sometimes I just want it to be
my turn
When will THAT be?
Has it been already?
is it NOW!?

If I stand and fight
what will that look like?
If I sit and wait
will my current angry angst
my tense (even terse) irate
in time, abate?

Yea I breath
I meditate
Yea, I’m aware (at least I think so)
of my privilege
of this being a
THIS world problem

Is it even a problem
Yes, I know it’s an opportunity
to grow, to
Yes, yes yes…

I know (heh… do I?)


Now is a time
Turn, turn, turn
this is a season
Turn, turn, turn
and now I just want
to retire (with my sweetheart in my arms please)