For once, I don’t have the words.

There are none.

None to express the level of hurt and rage building in my chest.

I knew my government didn’t care; in fact I’ve known for years.

What I can’t reconcile, what I will never accept, is this level of unbridled wickedness.

Nothing that happens after this can make up for what happened today – a thing that should never have been thought of much less executed.

In the past week, I’ve seen a river of bodies unaccounted for.

Women, men, wives, husbands, children weeping as they share their horrid encounters with those sworn to protect.

We asked for one thing; Justice!

And the response was Blood and Tears

Usually I seek comfort in words, but

Nothing can take away this hurt.

Nothing can take away the pain.

There are no words.


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