Frustration

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Where it not for my christian catholic ethic; i feel certain that i when i die, i would morph instantly into a superheroine; glamorous shapley and such a powerhouse of rage against the bad guys; swooping down without mercy, tearing them limb by limb, and binding them into chains of never ending release; without thoughts of societal ills, and poverty, and abuse and whatever else excuses are rendered for crime in today's world

Instead here i am, in the mind set of, the very difficult task of forgiveness and the hope of; peace on earth; and eternal life, etc etc etc etc etc etc etc...

what is causing this mini rant you might ask; yesterday right in front of my house a young man snatched my purse and ran off; leaving me fallen, and bruised; a stranger took me in his car to the police station; all this time i'm screaming my head off tears streaming down my face i get to the station and i'm out of breath and in having an anxiety attack; took a while before i could even give a report to the police

stony hard paved street --
void of frustration between
the salt of my tears
--gillena cox

Cinderella Syndrome 14

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in the park mere minutes after noon
pigeons fly and pigeons peck
--gillena cox

... Ash Girl, Cinderella ...; boldly asks for permission to go. Her step–mother empties a dish of lentils into the hearth, saying, "First you must pick the lentils out of the ashes within two hours. If you succeed, perhaps you'll go to the ball. If you fail, I'll beat you black and blue." The girl calls down the birds from the sky to come to her aid and finish the work. They do so, and the task is fulfilled, but the step–mother will not relent; she tosses two bowls of lentils into the hearth, saying, "Pick them out again within one hour." The birds come again at the Ash Girl's bidding; she fulfils her task, but to no avail...[Cinderella: Ashes, Blood, and the Slipper of Glass by Terri Windling]

continuing the Cinderella Syndrome or What every girl should have; well!!! at least once in her lifetime, anyways...in haiku/haibun style throughout the month of August; e-mail me or add your contributions at comments; to beincluded in the day's post