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So easy
To let
My negative emotions
Go.
Like the prevailing wind
Carrying
A coal generation station's
Toxic emissions.
Polluting the land
With my hate
And anger
Downstream.
Destroying all
With my acidic touch.
As I struggle
Against the headwinds
Of hate.
That holds
The world
In its grasp
Today.
Knowing
Within my soul
A gentle breeze stirs.
Like
A butterfly flapping
Its wings.
Giving birth
To a new wind
Of change.
One
Filled with hope
And understanding.
Therisa © 2016
Author's note: For the past 3 days, I have been struggling, to come to grips, with the Orlando Massacre, emotionally, and as, a LGBT+ person. Knowing, I could have been, another stat, to add to the growing tally of LGBT+ people, who have been killed, for being ourselves.
Not exactly sure, why I choose to the butterfly, as a symbol of change and hope, Other then, it's one of the symbols that the Trans-community has adopted, as its own, for growth and metaphorsis of one's true self.
