The darkest evening of the year was the night six people stole women’s constitutional rights.
The darkest evening of the year was the silence in Uvalde, Texas where
the souls of 21 people left this earth because of gun violence and the racist woes.
The deepness of the tragedies only reflect the heart of our American humanity.
Who is listing to the out cry of community, family and humanity of 11 black souls gun down in a NYC town.
Now that is the “darkest evening of the year.” perhaps we all live in fear.
Robert did not know this evening would come.
Perhaps with the hope of our divine one’s intervention,
Tomorrow night will be better? I will pray, wait and see.
“darkest evening of the year.” Robert Frost, Poet
This poem was writing while participating in the Poetry Marathon today,
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