Shots ring out in the night sky, and once again so we say goodbye;
Spirits of hatred haunt and taunt lovers of peace, who never cease
To lift the torch of understanding without reprimanding the outcasts,
Who are ever marginalized, demonized, and unfairly, vilely despised.
In a world of different faiths, no god of love and life embodies such an act of hate
An evil against humanity itself, by humans considered as monsters
Though human nevertheless, born first out of love
A light still shines from above as hearts are darkened for the fallen
Blood runs deep through the streets as hearts bear the pain;
Has the whole world gone insane? Is this the bane of our existence?
Are we condemned to condemn what we do not understand?
Are we doomed to take the bait of animosity to satiate blood lust?
Questions upon questions, the answers get lost in the chaos
After we rebuild ourselves from the grief, we must stand against these atrocities;
We must stand against ignorance, hatred, injustice;
We must stand for our mothers and fathers; sons and daughters; sisters and brothers.
Note: This is by far one of my most potent, heart-wrenching collaborations to date (which is not to disparage my others!) And I am deeply grateful to Josslyn Rae Turner for affording me the privilege of working with me on this provocative poem. She was most gracious, and an astute, talented partner.