Children huddling together

Bruises blending with the wall

Skin paper thin,  ribs visible

Birds laying on shores

Wound tightly around their throats

Plastic squeezing for the kill

Young baby, trunk raised in grief

Mother’s body lying there

Waiting for misery’s end

See them plastered on walls

Short clips on screen

May shed a few tears

May stop a few seconds

But always swipe

Up and away

Move on

And forget

Forget the people starving

Forget the animals choking

Forget the babies crying

Forget their pain

People stand on ledges

Unable to cope

Cops kill, a hairbrush looked like a gun

In the dark hands

One walks free, another dead

We let that happen

Let the cycle continue

May not pull the trigger

But standing by is just as bad

Believe we can’t help

Don’t have enough power

Keep walking, that’s not happening

“I can’t”, “we can’t”

I guess nobody will

End suffering

suffering