Skin

Bearers of power live from the surface

skin deep

the only measure of dominance.

Too many die in the shadow

of their sun spared wrappings

Of hate by exclusion

Of what matters in black.

Regarding death….

The personal threat of death looms heavy.

The air we breathe seems thick with risk. 

As a physician, I live quite cautiously – very aware of biology and consequence.

At the same time I live blindly in service to a call.

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So regarding my death,

I am aware of treasured moments and hope 

yet also the horror of being very alone in fear…

today that will be enough.