E V E R Y W H E R E

I love this poem by Warsan. . .

I’ve never heard of her before
let alone
R E A D H E R,

but it brings up a universal sad truth
in just one word:

E V E R Y W H E R E

Right now
at this very moment
think of the one person
in your life
who’s home has never known
loss
hurt
disappointment
grief
devastation
unmet expectation
d e f e a t. . .

Wait. . .
WHAT?
Is it
Y O U R ‘ S. . . ?

Behind every door is a pain so deep
it can’t be spoken. . .

Know that;
Know that you know That;
Bet Your Life That You Know THAT
but most of all
FOR THE LIFE OF YOU
A C T A S I F Y O U K N O W T H A T

The World is a raw
Opened Wound
That’s not so much seeking a Cure
b u t
H E A L I N G

. . .and we are carriers of it. . .

But more than Carriers
WE
desperately need to be
D E L I V E R E R S

E V E R Y W H E R E