Weakness

The rag-doll end

of a child’s life in the night,

covered by eternal grey

rubble and dust of a home

collapsed by a coward’s

anonymous bomb,

cannot be discussed.

There is no dialectic

in a sunless dawn.

No slimy trail of partisan

reason on Zoom. Only

purest truth breathes

in the icy air. Only the

silence of tears follows

the sirens. Only profound

knowledge of what we are

rises in the halogen.

©️March 2022