Whatever your aspiration, be ambitious every day – for yourself, for your family, for the entire human community.
How am I able to live what I aspire for myself in ways that benefit others’ equality, fairness, autonomy and justice? How am I able to use my privilege?
air, bobbing in
the sea of racist
hate, shallow, tense egos
with guns no lifeline.
No forgiveness; unrelenting
sadness of white privilege an anchor
to the soul’s cry for wholeness. When does the
shame of racist murder outweigh the curse
of perpetual allowing? True
humanity, colorless, sees
itself in its reflection,
awaiting, with only
On the 4th anniversary of the downing of Malaysia Air #17, I was again compelled by the juxtaposition of the features of the tragedy. Twisted steel in a vast field of sunflowers, and the extraordinary variety of lives whose potential transitioned with the destruction of the plane.
A previously unpublished poem in their honor and remembrance follows.
MALAYSIA AIR 17
among shards of
hull, body parts of
winged steed finding no ease
in human flesh. Souls’ ascent
past, only the carnage of tears
laments HIV among garish
still smoldering sunflowers. Politics
and humanity at odds. Researcher,
musician, scholar, author, comic,
academic, diplomat, nun,
human rights organizer,
teacher, 3 grandchildren,
1 of the world’s best