Hearts broken
Literally.
Exploded.
Shattered.
Shot.
Stomped on.
Severed.
How can we possibly
Repair the damage?
We have been left to bleed
Empty veins
Dried up
Puddles soaking
Our beds
Our floors
Clothing
We have been laid bare
For the world
To torment
Torture
Terrorize
We are begging
To be treated
As humans
How can we sustain
This hatred
How can we sustain
Our souls
Hovering between the worlds
Wondering
Why I am trying to dance
At a concert with no sound
At a simcha with no celebration
At a Shabbos table
With no peace
We just want
Peace.
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