We have learned to love,
with every tenderness
we were shown since childhood,
by every hug and kiss and smile.
But we have also learned to hate
by every word harshly spoken
and every cruel twist of fate.
We have learned to care
through all the world's selfishness
the best we could.
But we have also learned to relate
to every evil that can't be broken
and every fear that caused us to wait.
We have learned to cry
through every tear,
we have learned to state,
the lonliness, compassion, and pain
inside our hearts,
but have we learned too late?
A further collection of poems, many from years in the Middle East, but also the California San Francisco and Central Coast areas (Santa Cruz, Carmel, Big Sur, Berkeley, etc.).