Humanity

we’re only human
well, some of us anyway
the rest who can say?
–
under the covers
alone with
my mistakes

the fifth of July
a time for reflection on
what we have become
–
saguaro cactus-
a small sneaker
in the sand

black and blue and bruised
pinned to the ropes but fighting
for our very souls
–
a hard rain
drenches all
with no regard

Hatred is easy
Love and compassion require
Effort and hard work.