Struggling to make this whole thing feel okay. 

News we depend upon, 

many different faces. 

In each other’s sentiment, 

a victim lays dead. 

Kids are carrying banners that bleed, 

a request for justice

in the eyes of a child. 

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I’m an old man, 

I don’t know how to react. 

I’m an angry old man.

Now I just want to cry. 

Talk to me about justice, 

I’ll yell out. 

I can’t stand society right now,

blaming each other and not ourselves. 

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Our human condition is overwhelmed,

praying for some compassion, 

a solution, 

hard questions,  

real answers. 

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We’re just pissed and emotional. 

She was trying to live her life. 

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One side will cast blame, 

the other pleads justice.

The bleeding goes on.

While she lays dead,

her life,

steel tables.