So much sadness, so much to do.
Building a nursery, welcoming a new life into this world
Saying goodbye to so many children I never knew
So much sadness, so many questions
Why did they have to die?
Why do I mourn them so?
Why do I mourn them so much more
Than the ones who die everyday,
Killed in my name by Predator Drones,
Weakened by hunger, claimed by disease,
Poisoned by foul water and dysentery?
And how do I move on, knowing it could be my daughter someday?
How do I wrap presents and decorate the tree?
How do I cook and eat and feast?
How do I put it all behind me and laugh and love and share?
Should I even want to?
Sometimes I wish I had a river I could skate away on…