Give Us This Day Our Daily

Give us this day our daily…

I do not even have to move my bottom much
remote control in hand I choose what they call
news just the old stuff in new wrappers blown
apart by endless bombing greed retaliation grief

Every day the same old truths on the channels
depicting the flow charts of so called humanity

Monday to Saturday a madman madwoman
suicide bomber axe wielding crazy Neonazi
ISIS fighter not so Godly fundamentalist young
High School Student freedom fighter martyr is
inflicting blood torn limbs tears fear and anger
every day another figure death toll statistic life

I watch the news on Sunday yet again and some
thing is missing no new explosion not even a rerun
on the screen of lives shattered meaning little
some no doubt more equal than others in demise

It hits me like a flash that just for today there is
no report of new fatalities and my world of routine
crumbles and exposes the missing disaster the void

Hey but then 'reassurance' creeps in from the depth
of the mind that even this minute bodies are shred
torn to bits in Aleppo and Bagdadh Kabul Bujumbura
for one dogma or other some deflection or gain

Order is restored nothing from Munich or Paris from
Brussels or Chicago the pinnacles of Western Northern 
creation not much from the grey zone of othering either 
like Ankara Istanbul Nairobi and Dar Es Salaam where
frequencies of dying seem to ring another lonely pitch

Some news is not worth mentioning I suppose as 
there is overload of evil and of reports that numb and
dissect the borders of power the right from the wrong

And yet something was wrong this Sunday on the news
but who is to say what is correct and what is at fault…

31st July 2016 and every day
Copyright © | Year Posted 2016

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Mcdaid Avatar
August 2, 2016 at 1:28 PM
excellent piece of writing i have wrote on this myself kai wishing you a blessing of a week
Neumann Avatar
August 3, 2016 at 10:16 AM
Thank you Liam for your praise. We must keep writing about these things, we can that that at least...
Mcdaid Avatar
August 2, 2016 at 1:26 PM
who funds isis the dark witch from the east who adorns the cup of twelve jewels rising out of the sea its written in the stars and back to back the moons bled in the heavens before the second eclipse the refugees cross into europe three weeks before christmas the three stars lined up either a king is born or babylon is rising chaos is what the elitists wants out of it they make a fortune through war creating hate i lived through such times in ireland the devil comes armed to the teeth killing
Neumann Avatar
August 3, 2016 at 10:17 AM
It is always the same, someone in power gains and the rest of us loose. I lived in the Uk (Pembrokeshire) just a ferry away from Ireland and am only now beginning to understand the problems you guys had, but all these problems come with dogma and greed...
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