what are the chances we'll evaporate before the dam breaks

There is a patch of dirt
It might be beautiful, with work
But
Every time the soil turns
Things emerge --
The expected rocks
Rusty spikes
Broken glass
A shattered plastic egg
The work is hard
Extracting relics of a poisoned past
But we keep digging
So better roots can grow

Revolutions are built on hope as much as they are built on righteous anger.

In a murderous time
the heart breaks and breaks
and lives by breaking.

Stanley Kunitz

the sea changes colors
but the sea does not change