the funeral of reasonable expectations
you would think a funeral
would be more quiet
the din makes it difficult
to discern my emotions
in these days of
venom and vitriol or
know what dreams have
a chance of survival
how then do we hope
when so many seem
so committed to
fighting to the death
war shrinks our word
choices our imaginations
victory at any cost means
we all lose everything
once upon a time
it was reasonable to
think what mattered
most was each other
relationship over
doctrine over party
over ideology over
anything else
anything else
how else do we
survive how else
do we survive
amid the screaming
I see you I am with you
after the funeral
we will keep living
Peace,
Milton
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