A Poem

 

		Adversity Series


1.

	During the night, a branch crashed;
	the wound looks
	rough, bruised, cracked.

	The broken branch invaded
	fruit trees and picnic table;
	I contain
	reaction

	to create something
	beyond confusion.

2.

	One way to go beyond 
	the wall, observe;

	along the perimeters
	are movements
	light.

	The wall dissolves.
	Everything is possible.


3.

	Listening to Ralph Nader
	on Labor Day, pain has me hard at work
	since 3:00 am;

	Let me be grateful
	to understand

	why.
	Let us not inflict
	cruel greed
	from the top.


 

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