The Children are Dying

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An original piece from thoughts after hearing about and seeing images from the recent earthquakes in China.

THE CHILDREN ARE DYING
The children are dying.
The children are getting hit by stray bullets.
The children are dying.
The children are getting crushed inside their schools by the roof caving and the ground shifting.
The fathers are digging through cement blocks to find and save their children from under the rubble.
The children are dying.
The children are strapping explosives to their bodies.
The children are slitting their wrists; their families are splitting.
The children are free-falling in an abyss.
The children are dying.

I hear a song playing, a chorus of violins singing.
It is the instrumental to a silent film reel where fathers are throwing their hands to the sky
In despair because the children are dying.

It is the wretchedness of man.
It is evil in green, the greed, the fleecing, the “I will benefit at all costs for one dollar.”
It is the mechanism that turns on the helpless deed, the voiceless and the forgotten –
It is the machine into which the children are being fed to lubricate the cogs.
The children are dying.

The children are dying.
The children are gunning each other.
The children are dying.
These eyes that have not seen enough to understand what shound never be undrestood… are closing.
These hands that are too small and too soft to have gripped anything more than mom’s hands are going limp.
The children are dying.

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