Give me a reprieve
From the depths of extremes.
Death is too great a price…
Render payment as children bleed?
What belief would take so deep a cut,
Wreak chaos from concert, turn lyrics to loss?
What landlord would consign
His tenants to grave and shallow plots?
Not mine, not mine.
I cannot sign this contract.
(Acts of terrorism weigh heavily on our collective minds, again… Manchester. Let us teach our children empathy. Educate, not indoctrinate, the masses so that citizens grow into adulthood knowing how to articulate disagreements and philosophical arguments through rational communication… not violent outbursts and displays of disregard for life.)