I popped my cushioned bubble to look beyond,

And what I found was astonishing.

My eyes burn from what they see,

My heart bleeds;

And this task in front of me,

It is not easy;

And this mountain I have begun to climb;

It is very steep;

And these eyes that see;

They also weep;

And this mind that learns;

It is also free;

And this soul that yearns;

It is for peace.

I asked for the reddest of pills instead of choosing the blue,
But I remember: ‘All that the red offers is the truth.’

Posted by:Laila Ann Johnson

Love for all, hatred for none | Published Author | Female Empowerment Coach | Creator of "The Warrior of Love" Podcast