‘In Denial We Trust’ by Cynthia Thornton Herrera The Society May 15, 2015 Culture, News of Note, Poetry 1 Comment From what I see of life’s disgust; The killings, rampant shooting sprees, I’m sure that no one not agrees There’s nothing ‘bout it free or just To take of life, spray the horror; To taunt and gloat of liberty, Yet do harm to humanity; Break through innocent’s very door, Spill blood of those helpless and young. To what point does this all lay waste? For what does one gain from this haste? Bodies piled through ages of wrong; The legacy of massacres Embedded in our flesh of palm. We deny our blood reeks of them, Yet we’re abhorred when it occurs. Not new, no matter the numbers; Nor time, place, or century. To forget the past, we hurry. Yet the gunman, still he lumbers Through shadows of our denial. We fight so for his given rights, We’re blind to see the glaring lights; Yet trust less of ourselves the while. Cynthia Thornton Herrera is an adult education teacher and poet living in Spring, Texas. Featured Image: Vietnam Memorial painting by Lee Teeter NOTE: The Society considers this page, where your poetry resides, to be your residence as well, where you may invite family, friends, and others to visit. Feel free to treat this page as your home and remove anyone here who disrespects you. Simply send an email to email@example.com. Put “Remove Comment” in the subject line and list which comments you would like removed. The Society does not endorse any views expressed in individual poems or comments and reserves the right to remove any comments to maintain the decorum of this website and the integrity of the Society. Please see our Comments Policy here. Share this:Click to share on Twitter (Opens in new window)Click to share on Facebook (Opens in new window)Click to print (Opens in new window)Click to share on LinkedIn (Opens in new window)Click to share on WhatsApp (Opens in new window)Click to email this to a friend (Opens in new window)Click to share on Pinterest (Opens in new window) One Response Paul Freeman February 23, 2021 And when the scream for lost ones blares, What compensation’s thoughts and prayers? Just found this one, Cynthia. Very poignant. Reply Leave a Reply Cancel ReplyYour email address will not be published.CommentName* Email* Website Notify me of follow-up comments by email. Notify me of new posts by email. This site uses Akismet to reduce spam. Learn how your comment data is processed.