[ As a rising tsunami ]

As a rising tsunami
inside my breast swells
churned up sediments
from convoluted vices
extracted,
expelled
from miles and miles
past
origins of bile
upward and forward
propelled…
I choke. Been choking
For awhile…
Exhausted.
Derailed.
You watch.
You smile… My friend?
Exposed.
My enemy.
Unveiled.
I inhale, exhale deeply
many times…
Your stench from envies
my nose assailed…
I
Manage
to stand up straight
with help from hands
and understanding
extended
from a real ‘brotherhood’
global…
You yell: “Fool!”
Thank you.
I prevailed.
Your unsympathetic gaze
gave me courage. Did communicate–
Hatred.
My life to save.
Adios!… A path
before me straight
I must now take…
Love. It does excel…
Of Jah.
Others.
And of Myself… Brings
J.O.Y.
Divisiveness
derails.
***
“Go in through the narrow gate,
because broad is the gate and spacious
is the road leading off into destruction,
and many are going in through it;
whereas narrow is the gate
and cramped the road leading off into life,
and few are finding it.” Matt. 7:13, 14.
Breaking the Cycle of Hatred
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