I listen to music
puts me in certain frame of mind
I want to be sad
like the tears welling in the moment
I want to feel pain
for nothing will match their fears
I want to ask
is there anything we have control of in our lives.
In my neighborhood
tonight I watched people on their bicycles
friends talking in driveways,
Sally was gardening,
Randy was building yet another section
to shelve things …
Society in a manner shelved MH370
after months of no more news.
A long time ago,
I heard someone say we are a forgetful world,
in lieu of fearing reputation,
we often hope they might not remember,
but please don’t forget about that missing plane,
as we now mourn the loss of bodies we’ve found,
splayed across the Malaysian countryside.
Meanwhile, I’m putting another
sad song solemn,
in Israel, we know loss of life
is far more prevalent than the busy days of war.
In my back yard
I look at the stars
I wonder out loud
how it can be possible
to live in a world
where such beauty to our naked eye
can be shattered in the evil shouts
of a planet gradually unraveling.
Tonight, someone posted a remark
about how in the world can this happen.
How many other people are gasping,
losing air because they have screamed that same
since the news took away their family members.
Those that died were on a mission
to raise awareness, fighting for more exposure,
to recognize there are positive ways in our world.
The people on flight 17 were fighting aids,
yet God had another plan.
I haven’t watched the news for weeks,
I won’t turn on the television tonight
I will step outside and glance at the stars
through the misty tears in my eyes.
I am sad and crying.
I listen to music …