Alignment Pathways

My children are sleeping safe and sound in their beds, their pillows are fluffed and tucked under their heads. 

The covers they have are warm and so cozy, and their stuffed animals with them so neither are lonely. 

Tonight, I am thankful.

We have plenty of food and a roof over our heads. Clean water to drink, and love freely spread.

At night it is quiet, the crickets the loudest we hear. My children can sleep, soft and sound, without fear.

Tonight, I am grateful.

Outside of this home is not so cozy and bright, for some are used to food being scarcer than airstrikes. There are women and children who must go without, grieving their people on blood stained ground. 

Tonight, I am scared.

The innocent suffer while the men in power debate. My mind races with worry, my heart floods with hate. People look away as if it doesn’t exist, some even justify the murder and speak a narrative to fit. 

Tonight, I am angry.

Back into my country, men are knocking on doors, throwing people in camps and not saying what for. Stealing them nightly, dragged out of sight, then locked behind fences and stripped of their rights. Some of these men were brought here as kids, with a mother like me once praying theyd live. 

Tonight, I am mourning.

Still here, where i am, in the land of the free. In the home of the brave, im robbed of my glee. Its war on the men, the women, the children, and where we are now can not be forgiven. They have stolen our bodies, our futures disgraced, reduced us to incubators, to grow life as we waste. 

Tonight, I am broken.

But for now, right here, this moment, I am thankful, though the shadows still loom, I fear tomorrow could bring sorrow and gloom. The world is uncertain, its future unclear,yet my children rest softly, untouched by the fear. I’ll hold on to this moment, fragile, borrowed and brief. I can cling to a heartbeat of peace in a world full of grief.