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I sat down to write a poem today,

But, I really didn’t know what to say;

Sometimes it happens that way.

With everything happening in our world,

There should be plenty to say,

But, when I try to gather the words in my head,

The violence gets in my way.

I think about all the anger out there,

And the hatred that spread everywhere;

All the peace and love that everyone shared,

Has been taken away, and nobody cares …

Well, many of us do!

There’s not only hatred and anger,

There’s a pandemic that just won’t end.

It got our attention and filled us with fear,

And might be around for another year!

God created a nation for all of us,

So together, we could be strong.

He didn’t send violence and tyranny;

That’s something we brought along.

Everyone knows Black Lives Matter

Everyone’s life matters!

Our hearts are torn and battered

Our lives are simply shattered

Why can’t we get past this, and let our hearts heal?

What’s happening to us is simply surreal!

Innocent children dying for naught;

And none of the killers seem to get caught

There must be a way to stop all of this.

Stop the tyranny and stop the mobs.

Take back our streets

Let’s get things under control, at least

Then, perhaps we can find some peace.

I don’t understand what has happened

Our lives were never this bad;

To think what is happening in the world today

Is very, very, sad.

We need to forget about color

We need to become color blind

That way, we all would be the same,

Coming out of the gate;

There would be no reason for blame,

Or, for hate.

God made all of us, all sizes, all colors, all shapes.

He made us so we could procreate,

And build a beautiful world of love,

Not a world of hate.

We need to ask God to forgive us,

For the horrible mess we are making;

I know God would accept our prayers,

Without even hesitating.

Let’s keep on marching forward

Erase all the pain that we bare;

Teach each other to learn how to care,

How to love, how to help, how to share.

Unleash all the ugliness that abounds,

There’s plenty of love and joy to be found.

Let’s stop all the yelling and madness,

And put all your guns away

Love all your friends and your neighbors,

And chase all this anguish away!

I think I found my title …

God Bless Us All

Shirley Binkley

Cedar View Apartments

Shrobi53@gmail.com