Resolution lies in our hands
but these hands are
Dropping bombs
and taking lives

Step back. Look UP.
how senseless it all seems
in my little apartment on main street

But

I feel a crumbling soul beneath me;
an angry mother, a scared caregiver.
trying to tell us something

Shhhh…

Can you hear her?
Can you be silent for just one moment?
two at the most!

And listen

She is sick
She is tired
She is gazing at us
through ocean eyes

glazed with disappointment
yes thats you,
Disappointing.

and she knows
all too well,
she is taking her final breaths