Rhonda visits

The Noise of Anger
Bombarded--
I am
Surrounded by
The Noise of
Anger.
People angry
With people
For not doing
What they feel
Is right.
And then,
I turn off the radio,
Look past today’s headlines,
Shut out ugly conversations.


I come into the hospital.
Enter the elevator.
Press three.
Doors open.
Pediatric Oncology.


My nephew,
His arm is hurting.
He holds it.
The color is not good.


Doctor's look.
They suspect a blood clot.
The nurse comes in.
Makes a crack.
We laugh.
The noise of the angry people
Quelled.