In July when I was gone,
there angels say key belongs
and all caught on camera
plus another's burner phone.

Something stolen, something smoked,
secrets buried, fires stoked,
privacy invaded, clothes
taken and devices hacked—

Someone in my home (which seems
of no interest to the ones
tasked with caring, giving help)...
Now comes cold February.

I tire of dreams God gives me
and bids me speak. I would use
gifts for higher purpose and
in other ways. I and Earth,

My only mother now, would
rid ourselves of whomever
would dishonor what has been
given us by creation.

Life now demands innocence
be restored, all whose actions
taint such gift be exposed full
for violation of what

Is created as sacred
ground. Might all birds of the skies
and animals of the Earth
ravage any who defile

Another's peace and quiet.
And may any who remain
silent, in complicity
be also seen as guilty

Of destroying peace where it
has been given as a gift,
and thereby lose such a peace
until they cease and desist.

I do not wish any ill,
and yet, unless and until
all is faced with honesty
by any who still deceive

I give my full consent where
it is asked for all to be
held to full account, receive
what is just due. As for me

I will do what I must do,
which is what God requires,
and welcome restoration,
revelation of full truth.