Where Seldom Is Heard

Where Seldom is Heard

There are tears

Where only laughter

And smiles should live

People who believe

Love is love

Already know

Hate is hate

There is a search for answers

With deep sighs

And momentary shaking

Does this ever end

For everyone across the world

We are at war with every person

Of every belief

And every status

It is so easy to find something wrong

With the other we do not know

We live in our corners

Where we think safety's wall exists

It's not there

The dead are not there

With death on a classroom floor

At Sandy someplace

In a library at a high school

On a street in a protest parade

At a supermarket

In a tall building

In a nightclub

The names are not vocalized

At the next act of hate

Hundreds are forgotten

Except by those closest

To the grass and dirt

The moment of deepest anger

Or when we think we know

What is best for someone

Bulldozes another garden

For weather beaten stone

To wear away 

To disappear in ten thousand years

Only hate 

and maybe a little love

Is remembered

Barry G. Wick