Remember

I have been reading/responding/posting about the atrocities, esp against children, at our southern border (U.S.).Calling Senators/Rep. I am fighting but heartbroken. I came to this beautiful, life-affirming poem & sobbed. Yes, life is. Life is horrific, unbelievably unbearable sometimes. An infant kidnapped from parents, cared for by fellow kidnapped child (who eventually loses interest), reeking in own bodily waste, drinking from toilet, in hellish, torturous, overcrowded, disease-laden cell or the "Dog Pound," outdoor cage w/no protection from driving heat in day, freezing cold at night. Yet this poem connects me to the Life that IS. That flows through every single thing, in & between atoms. Comforts me to some degree. Gives me "life" to do more tomorrow. I wish I could put myself in front of those guards. In front of Miller, disdainfully, hate-fully giving orders.