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I Can't Breathe

by Edie M. Batstone — Read all 134 poems by Edie M. Batstone

With recent disturbing news of events fueling fears and hatred around the world, I offer some humble introspection.

Wednesday, June 3, 2020


I Can't Breathe!

Watching cruelty unfold,
The attack on our soul,
The sliding of hope,
Down a dangerous slope,
We are better than that - aren't we?
I felt the suffocation,
I can't breathe!

The bully and bullied,
Two victims collide,
Coloured by two worlds,
While we stand and chide,
Do we consider ourselves a threat to others?
That's where fear does its best work,
I can't breathe!

Feeling fear taking hold,
Tightening its grip,
Waiting for hope
To falter and slip;
In the grip of depression,
I thrashed in the dark;
I can't breathe!

Afraid of our fellow man,
Afraid for our health,
Afraid for what might come,
The loss of our wealth,
When did we welcome fear,
Ask it to reign,
I asked my inner child, "How did we get here?”
With a heavy sigh, she cried,
I can't breathe!

Then I felt a tug from my memory,
A tiny child in colours bright,
Reaching up to hold my hand,
No sign of anger or of fright,
Just love in all its innocence,
She poured her joy into my soul,
And took my breath away;
I can't breathe!
Edie Batstone



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Reviewed by John Domino
Reviewed on June 3, 2020
Excellent! I can follow these sediments perfectly. Now I will go for a walk and be thankful we can take a breath from this insanity.
Love and Blessings, John Michael


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