It does not matter how slowly you go as long as you do not stop. (Confucius)
CONTRAST
The news broadcasts the story in an infinite loop.
Nine people killed, one an unborn baby.
Boy or girl, identity as unknown
as the reason for the bullets that stopped them.
I listen to commentary
about hate and racism while a wren
travels from tree to wire, the place where
larger birds claim territory.
Perhaps, there is no genuine connection.
Only a brief metaphor. And yet
I wonder if change can begin
with subtle movements.
first published in Piker Press
illustration made from recent colored penciled drawings
terrypetersen 
The metaphor is indeed apt. Yet smaller wrens quietly observe that heroic wren and pass on the myth, one ‘subtle movement’ at a time.
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