Back to School

“ The strongest and most effective force in guaranteeing the long-term maintenance of power is not violence in all the forms deployed by the dominant to control the dominated, but consent in all the forms in which the dominated acquiesce in their own domination.” – Robert Frost

 

”A gentle reminder that all we are aiming for here is stricter gun laws that make it harder for people to get guns (because it shouldn’t be easier than getting a driver’s license) and the removal of Military Grade Weapons from Civilian Society.”                 – Emma Gonzalez

Back to School

 

The lazy days of building castles in the sand

Are melting into memories, those castles

Tossed by waves, without a trace

A trip to the store, or commercial bombardment

Reminds everyone, a new school year is not far away

 

In years, and decades past, visions of new shoes,

Dresses, pants, shoes, and backpack were deemed essential

Somethings never change, alas, they have

With the standard supplies added to the shopping cart

Thoughts turn to the avant-guard in school couture.

A nation turns to uniforms of BODY ARMOR

In hopes, their children make it home from school

 

Trump, Moscow Mitch, G.O.P., N.R.A., Corporations, Mainstream Media,

Dems, who have sold out to big money, they don’t care, your heart a gaping hole.

They won’t be there as you fondle your child’s clothing, planning a funeral

Nights filled with those final moments, and the cold remains

Captured on instant replay, they won’t hear you screaming

For one more moment, waking you from the nightmare that doesn’t end

The freezing numbness that shreds your aching soul

They wouldn’t know, one must have a soul to crush it

 

No need to plan graduations, college applications, future weddings, grandchildren…

There won’t be those faces around the table, calls with those we love

Replaced by capitalism’s greed with waking in the night

Screaming in the dark, in the middle of the day, arms empty and aching

Knowing our children are never coming home

 

 

In memory of those who have died in the hate shootings that terrorize a nation. Lives lost, families left with gaping holes where loved ones used to be. All in the name of dividing the country for profit and domination.  

 

Bisous,

 

Léa

Author: Léa

A wanderer who has found home and herself in the South of France.

20 thoughts on “Back to School”

    1. As do I. Unfortunately, tears are quickly disappated and the wounds linger on. We must hold the politicians and the corporations accountable.

      1. It is necessary to have sanctuary, today, perhaps, more than ever? My family members each have four paws and two have very long tails. The boy’s tail is shorter and a bit split on the end. But they do their best to keep me out of trouble. My village is my extended family and they are wonderful. I am fortunate.

      2. Actually, there are two divas, Colette and Simone and the newest member of the family was a gift last February and his name is Balzac. He is twice the size of Simone though barely one year old. Colette is half of Simone’s size but she is in charge. They do sleep a lot but are wonderful companions.

      3. Well they do have their own blog and they are les chattes françaises. For most who read, the last names are not necessary. Alas, they have been rather negligent during the past few months… The human is merely the typist. Their blog began with Les deux divas but last February some friends deliverd us a gift, monsieur Balzac! He is a huge chat noir and a total love bug. Silly? Perhaps, but fun.

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