Lives lost

Games played

Risks taken

Show of force

Missiles fired

Human error

Devastation

 

Lives lost

Youthful lives taken away

Children’s lives stolen

Families mourn

 

A single red shoe

A reminder of the passengers onthe plane

The cockpit riddled with shrapnel pieces

Evidence of the missile fired

 

Countrymen on both sides of the Atlantic weep

They light candles

And talk about their friends and family

People who had plans for their lives

 

There is also anger

Anger at incompetence 

A few decisions

Having taken these innocent lives

 

Anger that we still use war

To problem solve

We play with people’s lives

As if they are dispensable 

 

Lives lost

Grief abounds

I don’t think time will heal these wounds

 

September 13th, 2020