I made it through
our Smoke Attack!
Our rainy, drizzly
days are back.
I made it through
the Smoke from Fire!
Once again,
I can in-spire!
I made it through
our Smoke Attack!
Our rainy, drizzly
days are back.
I made it through
the Smoke from Fire!
Once again,
I can in-spire!
The Uvalde children haunt me.
Blurry shadows in my mind.
Always seeking resolution.
Seeing answers they won’t find.
A ship’s in the harbor.
Blazing with light.
Swinging at anchor.
Passing the night.
The Uvalde children haunt me
with their poignant, silent cry.
A nation’s lost its bearings
when it lets its children die.
“Wildfires burning in the region
may affect your air.”
Well, Duh! Hack! Hack! Cough! Cough! Choke! Choke!
There’s No Relief No Where!
It’s hard to breathe.
I must admit:
I’m getting
Very Tired of It.
Google’s got her Mojo back.
She’s up to speed again.
“Today is gray and cloudy.
Tomorrow we’ll have rain.”
Today I got my booster shot.
I want you all to know:
the shot was easy, soft, and quick!
Again, I’m Good to Go!
Uvalde, Texas
The Uvalde children haunt me…
…ever present in my mind.
Always sending out their sad reproach
to a world that wasn’t kind.
The Uvalde children haunt me.
No more laughter. No more fun.
They lost their fresh-faced innocence
at the barrel of a gun.