Blessed One-ness,
We hope.
We struggle
And try to survive the onslaught
Of the selfish and angry ones,
Survive and look for ways to help.
We hope that the despair lifts
And the objects of the bulllies
Outlast the cruelty,
Survive and are repaired
As best we can.
The fear is everywhere.
Clearly the plan is
To wear us down
But this we know—
As individuals we will hurt.
And we may suffer
And our hearts may break
And we may die, but
As a holy whole
We go on.
Upon this we insist
Always and forever:
We have hope.
And we give thanks.
Amen
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