Poem Below...

The poem I wrote yesterday is not very good, but it helped me get in touch with what was bothering me. I was anxious and sad and wanted to hide from the world. After writing the poem, I realized it was the Virginia Tech shooting that had jolted me. I found that I was angry that it happened, angry that someone didn't see it coming and sad for the beautiful people who lost their lives. All over the world people are being murdered in war or genocide... a classroom should be a safe place, but then again, that mold was broken long ago.

Mostly, I feel powerless to make the world any better or safer.

Hugs, Judi