Today we are…
by Odin Roark


The weapons of indifference
Unconsciously remote controlling
Weapons of terror

We are the children
With raised arms above our heads
We are the miscreants whose weapons
Remain pointed at the children of
Raised arms above their heads
As boots on the ground
And drones on high take aim

We are the TV watchers with lowered gaze
Unable to fathom the depraved whose
Weapons hold steady on the children
Whose arms are weakening from holding
High their innocent arms that
Tremble with frozen moments of terror’s end
The silence that will soon be shattered
By the villain whose finger also tires
Of holding destiny by a trigger pull

And all the while…

We watch the tube
As cameramen capture the waiting sadness
To provide more watching as
We decide
Popcorn buttered
Or
A stiff pull
On the flask of artificial patience

Oh the challenge…

CNN or twitter feed
Fox exploitation or
BBC’s stiff upper lip

After all
We are safe
Right?

For now

We can party later tonight
And tomorrow
We’ll so easily become…