What’s happening right now breaks my heart because it was preventable. In fact, it was being prevented. Our Kurdish allies are fighting and dying. Mothers are losing their children. Tiny babies lie in pools of blood, covered in dust. And it’s all because a few men made decisions that meant their lives meant nothing. Life is meant for more. Be outraged. Be angry. Be sad or regretful or depressed. Be anything but accepting of this tragedy. Life is meant for more than ending on our television screens.
On the Screen
By Michelle Garren Flye
From across the world we watch as death rains down.
How can we know what to feel?
Safe in our kitchens, our warm homes, our towns—
Not part of the pack anymore.
Broken bodies litter the earth but it’s so very far away.
You run, and we don’t miss a meal.
Dust and rubble clear, but your sorrow never may.
Meanwhile we watch the news at four.
We shake our heads: Nothing I can do, nothing to be done.
Our hearts go out to your appeal—
But tomorrow’s just a day for us—another day in the sun.
And we’ll check the headlines of course.
Across the world, an ocean away, with only the media to guide.
As your hearts’ blood spills
On pavement stones and runs down the mountainside—
Life is meant for more.