Do I just go back to my personal pain
So I don’t feel the acid rain
That pours on bodies in the east
Do something, my heart screams, at least
And it’s my mind numbing to fold the page
And it’s emptiness, not rage
As I watch a mother cradle her child
Gone somewhere that the wild
Can’t touch her now
Can you see the blessings, somehow
In the trauma of voices on silent
And another side that only knows how to be violent
As they justify so placidly
The crimes of war, effortlessly
As sliding a bill into a hand
Who can lay claim to the land
When the people dispute
And no UN resolute
Seems to stem the tide of blood
And if I could I would
Lift what I could of the weight
Can we forgive the hate
In the name of something that we build
The desperate ask; why do you let us be killed
And do I just force my eyes shut with tears to escape the lines
Is it a sign or just a sign of the times