Joanna Gilman Hyde

I have been made uncomfortable —

no, I didn’t lose My House in a hurricane —

I have lost My Trust

My Faith

in Humanity

— not God —

there will always be God for Me

made only too obvious

by The Shower Of Silver Lights

& I used to say God is Humanity and Humanity is God —

where is Our Human Intelligence

Our Honesty

Our Correct Judgement

Our Truth?

Am I to shoot

Silver Streaks

at My Fellow Man?

& The Women —

what should I shoot at Them —

flowers out of pistol barrels?