What if we never


96.5.36, .149turned and fired, but
kept walking, our backs
to each other, until we forgot

the nature of our
grievances, grew weary
of the weight in our hands,
the long heavy barrels,
the ancient ammunition,

and dropped our pistols
in the pile of pointless things,
disarmed, disoriented, dazed
by the trees singing
through the mouths of birds?





  1. I just love this. Hope. Thank you.


    1. You’re welcome; I’m so glad you liked it.

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  2. Susan Lukwago · · Reply

    What a wonderful “what if.” I so thought of that when the United States was posturing with other countries. And as I hear politics on the radio and television … kept walking until we forgot. Oh please God, yes.


    1. I think in more personal terms, but you observe rightly that the question can be applied on other fronts. Thanks for reading.


  3. If only we would forget our grievances! The world would be a better place. Beautifully done, Cate.


    1. Thank you, Bob!

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  4. What if? Enough of us try this, and the rest will begin to notice, to curiously try it …
    You lay it out so straight-forward … beautiful, Cate! (Especially the trees singing …)


    1. Thanks, Jazz. I’m glad, as always, that you enjoyed this piece.

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