Finished Yet?

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When can I be done?
When we have enough to be finished.
But when will that be? I’m tired. My fingers hurt and my back is sore.
I’m sorry, sweetie, but we don’t have enough to be finished.
But …
Quiet, now. Complaining won’t get it done any faster.
Why are you crying?
Hush. Let’s get this done.
Do you think they’ll like it?
Who?
The people buying these?
Oh, I don’t know honey. They’ll probably just throw it away.
What? But it’s so beautiful and we work so hard.
It’s just the way it is. Finish up now.
Alright, momma.

 

Written for Moral Mondays (https://moralmondays.wordpress.com)

Voices Unheard

We’re not listening, there is
no ‘new’ way
no ‘new’ cause
no ‘new’ reason
it’s the same as it ever was

Too late, we feel it
tragic loss
incomprehensible loss
senseless loss

A glimpse, wasted now, at the
unknowable pain
fractured heart
pleading soul

Messages clear but unanswerable
changes unable to be made
the softness of your voice
unheard