Forgetting, Remembering, and Belonging

A Poem on Finding Our Way Back to What Was Never Lost

It happens so easily.

A single irritation.

One small frustration.

And before we know it…

…a single trigger has snowballed.

Anger. Resentment. Even full-blown rage.

One thing sets it off, and suddenly we find ourselves seduced by that sweet feeling of righteous certainty, the need for “justice.”

Sometimes, we even feel obligated to share it — to make sure th…