Wound
we’ve been collecting
the names of the lost
well before this event
heavy on our shoulders
weary of the
Same
Old
Story
I can’t say when this will end
when this rupture
this old ancient wound
will close permanently
I am ashamed
to use such weak language
void of the brevity
that surrounds this
tragedy
we’re going to lose more
because of the ignorant and paranoid
who play at being big men who
are just scared at what the world is
because they made it all this way
they made this happen
and I wonder where has the reasoning gone
where are those immortal leaders
that rise out of the chaos and save us
save America
who is going to save us from dying in the street?
it’s just left to
You and you and you and
You and you and
You and and and and
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Yes. It all comes down to what we as individuals do. I return again and again to the picture of a lone protester in Tiananmen Square standing in front of a row of tanks (1989?) One person can do a lot!