words we offer.

superfluous incantations.

so easy to speak to sadness when unaffected –

merely spectator to the tragedy.

 

symbolically,

we promenade our good intentions –

feign allegiance to the victims of indifference.

but when the shadows fall,

retire to our catacombs of selfish insensitivity.

 

where did the disconnect occur?

at what point along our journey did we simply abandon the side-car of compassion –

exchange our tickets of camaraderie for self-serving vehicles of elitism?

 

tomorrow,

regardless our attempt at manipulation,

life will continue.

as much as we choose to disregard injustice,

the reality of conflict will remain.

those that find confidence behind masks of inferred generosity –

imagine restitution paid by superficial acts of benevolence –

will sadly find admittance to paradise denied –

disallowed  by supposed inclusion by intention…

 

words,

we offer –

prayers for forgiveness.

dialogue for recompense.

 

heads bowed,

unintentional act of respect –

eyes closed,

irreverent –

 

surely there can be no penalty of judgment –

for crimes we choose not to see…