I Dunno Who Else

Feels Like I Do

I don’t know who else feels like I do, but it seems the world is spinning so fast we’re all about to fall off.

Anxiety is soaring, mine anyway, and the very real threats of war and destruction from home and abroad appear in nearly every headline and is nothing less than traumatizing.

These days, lies are believed as real and what is real is believed unreal. That in itself is a juxtaposition of a moral reality.

I guess I haven’t had the words to describe what I feel, not in poem nor song anyway. Still, what shakes and runs through my body feels like an electrical overload. A blackout. It’s collective. It’s something I sense in other folk’s body’s and dreams and in our global psychic airwaves.

Our collective soul is in pain. It’s like we don’t know how to connect the dots, use critical thinking to see what’s connected to what and to whom and why —our collective soul is in pain.

People are good. That still feels solid and compassion is hardwired in our nature —there’s not that there’s a lack of that, it’s just that maybe we’re a little misguided. We want to feel safe and healthy, we want to raise our kids and trust our neighbors. It’s a good vision. It’s possible.

Very possible.

Nobody has complete answers nor should any one man small or great say or believe otherwise. How could we have the answers to a problem or problems that hold so much at stake?

But…not having an answer has never stopped anything worthwhile from becoming itself.

I’m not going to write any more tonight. It just felt important to suggest, to a world at large, that beneath all our wars, and divisions, and hateful words —that we are more alike than we are different and in the final analysis —I still believe…Love will win.

Artist, Poet, and Singer-Songwriter, Richard is an activist and advocate for social justice, inclusive thinking, and empathy —which he considers a MultiMedia Movement of Love using the hashtag #Teachlove.