Dust on the Tongue~
“Silence is violence” Alicia Keys
In an ambulance, a small boy sits stunned,
his stare encrusted with mud, blood, ash.
Seeing him, we touch our own cheeks, shutter.
Two rescued brothers clutch one another
in a hospital hallway, wailing their loss.
Hot tears well up as we watch them sob.
A mother runs from the rubble of a cousin’s funeral
barrel-bombed, her daughter flopping across her arms.
We stop the sequence, shut our laptops.
But this: wearing our silence, men are murdering children.
White Hats keep finding them. Grandmothers bury them.
And, overcome with grief, we retreat, stutter as we say we want it to stop.
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