haiku my heart ~ Politics
OCTOBER 5, 2012
Life is not football,
there are no sides to conquer...
We are dark and light…
\*\*\*\*\*
I am watching, more than ever, how easily I get caught in fear, in anger and yes, even in hate. That is what I must conquer... letting myself get pulled to the right or to the left, forgetting this path beneath my feet, forgetting that all it would take is just one giant hiccup from this beautiful planet and it wouldn't matter what gender, race, religion, sexual orientation, or political affiliation you might have... it wouldn't matter if you were rich or poor, your age, social status, who you had dinner with last night,
or if you even had dinner.
One giant hiccup
and "poof,"
none of this would matter...
For the record,
I really do enjoy a good football game...
\*\*\*\*\*
For more Friday haiku my heart
please visit Rebecca and other poets
at [recuerda mi corazon](http://corazon.typepad.com/)
there are no sides to conquer...
We are dark and light…
\*\*\*\*\*
I am watching, more than ever, how easily I get caught in fear, in anger and yes, even in hate. That is what I must conquer... letting myself get pulled to the right or to the left, forgetting this path beneath my feet, forgetting that all it would take is just one giant hiccup from this beautiful planet and it wouldn't matter what gender, race, religion, sexual orientation, or political affiliation you might have... it wouldn't matter if you were rich or poor, your age, social status, who you had dinner with last night,
or if you even had dinner.
One giant hiccup
and "poof,"
none of this would matter...
For the record,
I really do enjoy a good football game...
\*\*\*\*\*
For more Friday haiku my heart
please visit Rebecca and other poets
at [recuerda mi corazon](http://corazon.typepad.com/)
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