feel seismic
vibrate the sole

could we inflict
crumble edifice

stop this!
you.

how many men
have taken credit
for those who
did all the work

shh - the boss
is looking

there are the brave
who held their own
lives in little regard

which is better

to fight for your
right to please
yourself

to fight for
the life of
innocence

found dead

we are poor doctors
medicating our
own depression

how do we
assuage
guilt

this is outside of us

there are times
when you set aside
nuanced morality

for some bread
for your child

hide me in the shadows
shield my eyes in dark

if I stand exposed
full in the sun
I feel all pain
cringe the light

what is this strength
burn from the light
reach out to touch
one small pain

see the lives
lie in the desert
whose god is
killing them

their face is
not our own
we do not care
god be damned

hold his hand
peer his eyes
now he is gone
they killed him

we are all in
the image of God
we save innocence
or hide from evil