Even as colour
overlays the monochrome,
I see no beauty here.
Only chaos
and waste.
Lives.
Ways of Life.
Stolen.
And for what?
Colour
Overlaying
Monochrome.
Perhaps…
It should be the other way around?
The Pic and a Word Challenge is (usually) a weekly creativity prompt offered Mondays.
Photo Credit:
Patrick Jennings
Residential School Lost Children Demonstration
Gallery Steps
Vancouver Art Gallery
Robson Square
Vancouver
British Columbia, Canada
Pictures from home, 2021
defying atrophy 
Oh, forgot to say… as always, your words are an incision of insight. Well done.
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Thanks. I miss it when you take a week off. I feel in sync with your work.
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❤ That's a beautiful thing to say. 🙂 Thank you.
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Yeah. That’s a tough one.
I brought this poem to my writer’s group on Saturday. The poem went over very well. The photograph… a couple people wished it wasn’t such a bright, sunny day, with such saturated colours.
I suppose I agree, to some extent. But I think the juxtaposition of sun and blue skies and all that damned brilliant colour against the dark subject matter is, for me, metaphorical for the way we so blithely and for so many years ran those schools. We told ourselves we were doing good things for the indigenous people when, underneath it all, there was an ongoing and unrepentant darkness, an evil so vile no one wanted to believe it was possible, even though there were plenty of reports of abuses, physical, psychological, sexual and cultural. Another bright, sunny day at the residential school, even as another child died, and was buried beside all the other in an anonymous patch of dirt.
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