|A mosaic art piece from outside the |
Salem Public Library
Different things I have experienced recently during our travels have made me feel this way. The longing to shake a few people and ask them what pushed that stick of hatred right up their bottoms. The need to pull your child or handbag close and stare me down as if I did more than simply walk by. Have I been in a true state of denial and it has always....ALWAYS been this way. Many would say yes, and others will read my words and ponder the idiocy of their race. These words may not resonate, but they will HOPEFULLY alleviate some of my heartache. Let's see where this troubled heart leads us... shall we?