has shrunken to a point
like
never before.
we know
about the child in India,
the wars,
the dogs
in Singapore,
the homeless in
Seattle,
the victims from
each flood,
each tornado. we know
their faces,
their names.
the wrongly incarcerated,
the children,
the babies.
unborn or born.
we're inundated
with the victims that
multiply
with each new biased
report.
and what are we to do
about it?
very little, but
we feel bad
about doing nothing,
about
shaking our heads
at a world gone wrong.
we're all
guilty as charged, i suppose.
maybe this little offering
in a check,
will help
assuage our guilt
and help us move on.
but doubtful.
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