poem of the day October 13

A helping hand

uses strong light of

bright open wombs

to lift strangers out

of the clutches of

the dense sinking strangling orange blob

that has infected the last four years with

a coat of brainwashed loathing

Once again in sanity those strangers

shake the hands of other strangers

pulling them to the safety

of the circle of compassion

where love eventually overcomes hate