That’s how the human condition has been described.
Easily struck down by disease, weapons and anger.
Hearts break literally and figuratively until we’re curled up in a fetal position on the floor.
Be strong, they exhort us. Stiffen that upper lip. I don’t know about you but it’s usually my lower lip that quivers.
Push through the pain. No pain, no gain. What doesn’t kill us makes us stronger. Only the strong survive.
See the theme?
What about kindness, love, gentleness?
Kill them with kindness. You get more flies with honey than vinegar.
Even good behavior is turned into a competition of sorts.

Here are a few other options.

Hug tightly
Give comfort
Fight injustice even if it isn’t happening to you
Let’s blur the lines until we no longer judge each other by color, sex or religion

Love one another always

About Julie Brandon

60ish poet/playwright/blogger living near the Windy City
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2 Responses to Fragile

  1. bertha166 says:

    Beautiful, brings tears to my eyes ❤️


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