The internet showed me a video today
that I never asked for,
the image of a child with a head
like a broken, empty cup.
There was nothing that could
be done for her, and the man
who held her looked as if
he wanted there to be something
he could do, and I did too.
Before anyone asks, I'll tell you,
the child had no nationality, no identity,
no religion, nothing to argue over,
nothing after the crown was gone,
that her father once kissed and her mother prayed over--
it was without reason,
and any further words just feel
like dirty excuses in a sinner's mouth.
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