16 Nov 2015 – Monday Meditation

Today seems silly –
driving in to work a job
with Paris mourning.

Do most days matter,
spent in working for the rich
to make them richer?

This harness habit
not so easily cast off
once they’ve ensnared you.

A moment’s silence –
not for all the lives snuffed out –
but simply sleeping.

A sense of smallness.
Will this day lie spent tonight
amid the casings?

How do we answer?
Do we even own the words
awful deeds demand?

A partial answer,
in a world where even facts
call for a firm fath:

we keep on living –
not just for ourselves, but all
who go on sleeping.

~

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