Beyond a Reason, Able Doubt.......

Beyond a reason,

able to doubt.

Somewhere in Florida a man exits his car.

If he’s looking to find trouble, he needn’t look far.

His holster carries all the rage and trouble a life could make,

or take.

He carries with him: a last breath, broken dreams, and broken hearts.

Walking injustice in the form of a moment that cannot be undone,

walking injustice deals it’s way in to the life of another innocent victim.

I can’t help but ask myself why, why the violence, in the land of the presumed innocent.

The innocent victim sent to the land of the voiceless.

If we live in the land where we are innocent,

then why can’t we see each other as good?

Why do we get scared when we see someone with

a pulled up hood?

A boy’s life taken in the midst of the darkness,

revealing that which resides in souls of some.

What if darkness kept driving, didn’t stop, didn’t open that door.

Didn’t look to perpetuate fear?

The headlines over flow with broken hearts and broken dreams.

What if instead of seeking to play some grim reaper,

we keep on, working to be the keepers,

of our brothers and sisters…..

Some questions life brings and answers are insufficient,

there can be no justice.

All we have is just us.