Caring is an Art

SONG: "This Hurts My Heart" by David Guilbault.

Too much hurt. Too much hatred. Too much fear. Too much ignorance. Too much tribalism. Too, too many willful & cynical lies for power. It all hurts my heart. I wrote about it in 2016 when it all began being exploited, empowered and weaponized.

"THIS HURTS MY HEART" by David Guilbault
© 2016 David Guilbault

This hurts my heart.
All this tearing us apart.
All this hate. This blindness to its fate.
This ignorance that brings the cold and dark.

The wounds cut deep and bring the blood,
When knives are drawn down in the mud.
All that’s left, what’s fallow and bereft,
Are souls now stripped of faith and sliced of love.

This hurts my heart.
All this tearing us apart.
All this hate. This blindness to its fate.
This ignorance that brings the cold and dark.

Emboldened are the ones who fear a world
Where ev’ryone can raise a flag unfurled.
Where ev’ry faith, ev’ry gender, ev’ry race
Are knitted all in peace as freedom purled.

What dangers yet to come are yet to know.
And there are evils hiding light still yet to show.
It’s up to us to shine on what is just,
To spark the light of peace and make it glow.

This helps my heart.
All this caring is an art.
All this love. This rising high above.
This joy that braves the cold and fights the dark.
This helps my heart.

"This Hurts My Heart" © 2016 David Guilbault