Tomorrow I will write about
the cruel slaughter, the massacre;
tomorrow and the day after
I will write for the dead.
Today I affirm life,
today I write for the living
of warm bodies, not of those
whose life was torn
from their flesh by cruel
people who smile to cameras
and ignore hundreds
of people dead in their feet.
The dead will have tomorrow
and the day after. Today,
today I think of the things
that make human from a beast,
of the union that doesn't end
in a mass grave, of the act that
begets children not destined
to die by genocidaire's bomb.
Because I am a coward too,
for a day I avert my gaze,
think of things that make
human from a beast.
08.06.2024
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