Black white black white
Yesterday,
I watched three men die because one man sneezed in a room full of blood and shit and light.
Today,
three more men go in, cheap mops and each other’s lives in their hands.
Yesterday,
I watched a man I admired gunned down for leaving a rose for a girl whose life was shattered by trauma she never deserved.
Today,
she doesn’t remember, and three halls down I can hear her screaming.
Yesterday,
I watched a group of soldiers go down fighting against the corpses of comrades who’d died before them.
Today,
we test another sample, this time on children.
Yesterday,
I watched five men and women gunned down in an abandoned factory no one cares about.
Today,
it happens again and again. Every sixty seconds. Forever.
Yesterday,
I watched a man sit comfortably in a nice armchair, sipping scotch and laughing as he ordered a woman to simply stop breathing.
Today,
he gets the day off of work detail for good behavior.
Yesterday,
I watched hundreds of men and women in orange jumpsuits herded like animals into empty rooms that filled with gas and fire.
Today,
hundreds more are told they have a chance for a lighter sentence, and a chance to serve their country.
Yesterday,
I watched the world nearly die in a thousand thousand terrible ways. Sometimes we would have had time to scream.
Today,
I watched a man ripped apart by hundreds of bits of darkness. He didn’t have anyone to cry for him.
Yesterday,
someone said my name and I saw a million tragedies and no one cared.
Today,
we should have had some time to leave before they killed everything with the things they brought as gifts.
Yesterday,
nothing was ever as poetic as the ones before until all fell down, and everything gave up.
Today,
they wouldn’t shut up until they went away and faced the thing that had died long ago.
Yesterday,
I saw a person who was everyone.
Today,
that person was killed in their sleep.
Yesterday,
I wondered what that meant for all of us.
Today,
thousands of animals were thrown in a room and shot to death for fun.
Yesterday,
cruel authority existed and things suffered.
Today,
the ones who were wronged rose up and became the wrong ones.
Yesterday,
everything anyone ever accomplished fell and crumbled into ashes, and four normal men and women were lost forever.
Today,
people tried to stop each other from being cruel, and their minds were frozen by bullets.
Yesterday,
I tried to leave before they started killing innocent ones, but I couldn’t find a way out.
Today,
they tried to cut up a mans mind and they did it, and I can still hear him screaming of what happened.
Yesterday
they shot four hundred and thirty-seven innocent children and their blood clogged the guns.
You want happy endings? Fuck you.
There are no endings, just bad things continuing.
Today,
I’m alive to write about it.
You’re alive to read it.
