What More?

What more?

When there are no words,

When meaningful succulent articulation desists

When beautiful expression has no safe place to lay her weary head

When fear and mistrust are the only ones having their say....

When unscrupulous conclusions are drawn

When every soul is caged-

by guilt and condemnation

When every voice is silenced-

by utter despair and deafening anguish

When every heart is broken into unrecoverable shards-

carelessly dropped or violently thrown by the fallen hand of another

What more can be said?

And what difference could it possibly make?

WRC