Empty Moccasins (April 11, 2016)

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Will not pretend

To understand

What drives you

To seek out death.

Beyond

The great sorrow

That holds

Your soul

Like a vise grip.

But

I understand

What it means

To walk down

This road

Of no return.

Having stood upon

Its gravel shoulder.

Once

Too often

Myself.

Of broken promises

And systemic neglect

From those

Who are response.

Utter despair

Fills the soul

Beyond the point

Of understanding

And caring

Anymore.

Just wanting

The pain

To end.

Permanently.

Maybe

I do understand

All too well

What has driven you

To reach this point.

But

For different reasons

You're experiencing

Right now.

May

The Earth Mother

Take you

In Her loving

And healing embracing.

Therisa © 2016

Author's note: Sadly, was inspired, by Sherry Blue Sky's post, on another trouble Canadian aboriginal community. Here is, the link, to Sherry's post: http://stardreamingwithsherrybluesky.blogspot.ca/2016/04/state-of-emergency-in-attawapiskat.html