Today there has been so
Much talk of war: things
Exploding and children
Dying and mothers hurting.
I am sick by your lack
Of surprise at it all. It is the
Way the world has always
Been but I cannot get used
To it. How can you nod
Along? Why are you not falling
To your knees and wailing?
Beating your chest with
Grief? I think I could lament
This world for all my time in it.










