I ran as fast as my legs would go
The sting and heat of them
from running for too long
I could hear and feel you
Still running behind me
The only things I could feel
besides pain
Was thunder
The wind
And the spear in my hand
I knew it was only a moment I had left
For my life to be lived
I turned and faced you, my brother
As you ran towards me
Your hooves barely striking the ground
But when they did it was clear who ruled the earth
I steadied myself spear ready
And you, my brother ran yourself into it
Straight through your eye
And I saw no more

Melanie Davis 06/09/14

(Less of a poem but more the dream that came to me like a haunted memory one night. It felt so real and sometimes it comes back in my mind.)

We - my brothers and sisters,
face OUR world each day
that has potential
anywhere
with anyone
to do the right thing,
the best thing,
the noblest thing,
the kindest thing,
the loving thing,
the safest thing,
the free thing,
the humane thing,
the honorable thing.
AND Yet
We see
And we hear
Of the atrocious
The deplorable
The worst
The saddest
The hateful
The wasteful
The wrongful
The heartrending
The unhealthy
The despicable
And we, my brothers and sisters
We wait
Holding our breath
Because we think we are incapable of goodness
On a grand scale
We think the ship that carries
the heroes and heroines
That has the money and the real estate,
that has the time and can fight crime
unmasked and unasked
Has come in or is possibly coming to shore
But the truth is it will not
It can not
It shall not
And never can.
Why? Why you ask?
Because we are all in the same boat.
We all breathe the same air
Under the same heavens
And yet...
And yet...There is still no excuse to excuse us from meeting the sunrise
With hope in our hearts to spread it anew.
So hey WE! Yeah, you and me, we have to be the people together.

Love to Us,

From Us.

-Melanie Davis June 2, 2014