Blood Shed

despite appearances we are all masterpieces in grace

everyone

despite appearances we are all someone's child

the person tailgating us at 70 mph

through the grocery store parking lot

calling at 6:30 pm to sell us anything we don't want

in extremes

murdering someone else's child

in cold blood

or by the slow beating down of their souls

through criticism

or constant neglect

We are all

a masterpiece broken

a masterpiece undiscovered

a masterpiece unworthy

a person impossible to forgive

yet still alive

with

grace

for us

for them

forever

forgiven

for our children

for someone else's

for blood

already shed

by

the only master

of peace

who despite appearances

is always

there

here

around

us.

11 years since the Columbine horror...complacency is more prevalent than sorrow for lives taken so suddenly back then. I'm sending Hannah off to the public school on the corner really, really soon. I hope. and pray. she'll come out.

Karen