Six Shadows And Hope - Poem by Bill Grace
We would do well to meet our shadow
The side we give so little publicity,
The side from which the media run like dogs
Yet revel in like wolves tearing at a carcass.
We would do well to own our darkness
A Black, An Indian, A Jew, A Criminal, A King, A Messiah
For others to use to focus as targets for our rage
If we could only meet our darkness and have help to embrace it
There might be basis for hope of something
That was once called progress.
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