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Staring up at the sky
For the ten thousandth time
Always again from a different place.
Staring up at the sky
For the ten thousandth time
Always again from a different place.
Tumultuous seas settle
Peaceful day under clear skies
Straight on till mornin’.
Videos of police brutality
Shouting through tearful eyes
But no one seems to listen.
Terrorism here against them
Over there, against us
Everywhere, “them” and “us.”
“What happened to we?”
I ask our mother
Her response, a breeze.
MOMENTS
(the peace)
MOMENTS
…Quiet.
Words can fail.