Tonight, on the news!
If it bleeds it leads
and soon we ignore it.
Another young girl dead
and found in a local field.
What twisted genes can
evoke such pain?
Embarrassed to be male,
is what I claim,
and yet I know
in the dark corners
of our souls lurk
such possibilities.
Old lady in Orinda
raped and murdered.
News for the day and
quickly forgotten.
These are,
now, our normal
expectations.
Like primates on the
Savannah,
we nudge the bodies,
a bit,
and go on about our
business
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