Bad Times on the rise

Bad Times may or may not be on the rise

Bad Times don't crash upon us

they don't come disguised in numbers like 9-11

nor do they come forth in a blood lunar eclipse

or a cold blob in the ocean.

Bad Times are smarter than that

they creep up slowly

patiently pacing.

they infest your best friends

and your neighbours

and you start doubting

your own deep beliefs.

searching for the truth is fine

but never question

the precious part of yourself that makes you human

the part that separates you from a predator.

compassion, forgiveness, understanding

I won't say no more

because if you do not understand by now

we are both wasting our time.

When your past catches up with you

What are you running from

do you really think you can hide.

What if you run faster than anyone

or become invisible

- a smiley positive.

Your past will still catch up with you.

Past raw gentle truth.

Your past is gentle in its truth

and it is patient

it waits until you are ready -

ready to carry the burden

ready to feel pain 

and ready to face the shame.

Then hits you with full force.

Your past is raw with its truth

it tears up all old scars

the ones you thought had already healed

and those you didn't know existed

you will bleed again.

And you will doubt yourself, 

regret every choice 

there is a voice in your head, 

telling you you did wrong

but here is an another voice;

the voice of your heart, spirit and soul.

Listen selectively.

This is your new source of strength now

opening your eyes to what is real and meaningful.

Your new insight into the human soul's ugliness

will make you doubt, cry, and vomit

and you learn 

that behind every action there is a motive

and those motives are understandable, 

sometimes even noble.

Cherish the truth, 

welcome your bleeding scars.

They make you human.