Some losses are too great to be borne.
Some losses are so huge they force us to mourn.
Some losses sift sinew and bone,
ideals and beliefs, tattered and worn.
Some losses pull hearts apart
smiling tears of grief, we feel all alone.
We pretend such loss is not our own
when watched on screens, viewed from afar.
But, connection is more than geography.
Some losses cross borders we cannot see.
Drought, floods and storms floor us all equally.
Bombs rain down on other cities
and beat us all bloody, in hidden anatomy.
Threads bind us together in an ethernet.
One stitch connecting us here and there,
of which we are determinedly unaware.
Instead we pretend, through word and prayer,
when what we really must do is give a care.
Some losses are too great to be borne.
Some losses are too great to ignore.
For, when we do, they lead to war.
Like children we make up games
and pretend life is merely a game to play.
Business and politics play out games’ themes.
Media reports but no one referees.
The games of politics and war become a melee.
But, life is much more than a game to play.
Some losses are too great to be borne.
Some losses are too great to ignore.
Our votes are not tokens to be tossed in a loss.
Our votes are connections which must not be lost.
Some losses are too great to be borne.
Some losses are too great to ignore.
Please, stop playing long enough
to go vote on behalf of ALL of us.
annarino writes 