It takes time to love youself,
but I promise you,
it’s worth the trouble
Vociferous times bring out the artist in us:
for creativity is our weapon against the penury of our lives;
so write for the chaotic thoughts,
splatter paint of the dread happening inside you
dance your way into the fray
for this is our way to
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I cannot fathom
how you gather such energy
to loathe as vehemently as you do.
I look around and I see a wounded world –
statues of angels
weeping in the wake
of tragic suffering
hearts weighed against the want
of worthless paper –
the currency of cruelty;
a selfish prayer for salvation.
the Earth is bleeding
and its ocean weep –
do you reall seek
to add to the darkness?
bitter girls; choking
on their own venom –
projecting her own insecurities
upon the innocent.
you only taint the air you breathe.
gray clouds for a black heart
and I pity you
those shards of broken beauty –
the realms you ruined –
ruined with your own hands.
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Artwork by Maine artist Laurie Proctor