Day 48 of The 100 Day Poetry Project
I've been thinking a lot about the 7 mass murders in 7 days in this country and the anger that resides within all of us. Why do some of us choose to let it go without harming someone emotionally or physically and others harm others with words, fists, and bullets? We all have gaping wounds of sadness. Some choose to fill it with hope and others fill it with fear and hate,
