Thankfully - Chewed Up and Spat Back Out!

  I was a child born into a world where love equaled pain and disappointment, it was based off of judgement and ignorance. To love was to pay a price, a heavy one. These were the lessons I learned early on because those before me learned the same and their world, their environments through war and traveling to far off lands reinforced those beliefs - outsiders spend a lot time looking in.  Our world is suffocating from the weight of all our collective, individual, paths - not one of us has not been touched by the darkness left in our ancestor's wake.  We are like children wandering, cold - shivering - fearful of what awaits around the next turn - will the darkness follow?  Right now, we are all lost and do not tell me we are not when a child's pain means something less than another child's and all because of the address they call home whether it is a street or a pew - we're lost if we cannot see how much we dishonor life while begging for forgiveness for being human....