I am angry.
I am sad.
They tell us to move towards the light but it is nowhere to be found.
We come together in our horror and grief yet seem unable to come together
regarding guns and violence in all its guises.
We blame, we rage, we protest, we weep and we still come up empty.
We do what we can as we pray, offer condolences, make calls, send letters,
but it is not enough.
We say enough is enough but our words disappear on the Senate floor.
We pick up our pens and spill our grief and anger onto blank pages so none
of this is forgotten.
We count, we say their names, we own their scars and shroud ourselves in
armor as the clock keeps on ticking.
We do not understand why nobody seems to be listening as we vote and
vote again.
We watch the news and cannot comprehend how this could keep happening
over and over.
We ask where is God and hear this, “(s)he is right beside us weeping”.
When will those in office who refuse to address this give up their own desire
for power and how many more unnecessary murders will it take as we cling
to our unraveling fantasies of hope?