Amanda's A Pill Cutter

I was looking at the small pill-cutter box Which I was holding in my hand. Blue colored with a sharp edge of the blade To cut the medicine in halves, one-third or Could also be, in one-fourth, maybe. I was thinking, simultaneously, about the news I heard today, which made me puzzled…. Churches and bombings, again, so vulnerability! So vulnerable with this cloak of religiosity In this utter disastrous time of unrest and confusion! I woke up again…. just to get another news of the death A death in the family, ending of a marvelous life, so precious! I whispered a line of supplication for the departed And also, for me, as there was something to do…. And, I was holding the pill cutter still in hand, indecisively. (April 21st, 2019)