I am suddenly too sad for words
My eyes stopped crying
But I don’t remember when

The trail of blood and sorrow
That tracks across all glowing screens
Does not seem to care

But not the river of those tears
That fill the wells of mothers’ eyes
They’re artesian and swelling

The need to take another’s life
For whatever you believe
Does not gain God’s favor

It may take death to stop you
But then there are your children
Who follow you in hate