Nothing But Disgust

News streamed from a faraway place,
Outside our comprehension, presents
Technicolour fireworks and concrete
Homes exploding again, sometimes
In slow motion, often without sound.
Nobody ever sees what happens to
Glass ornaments of sentimental value.

Blood is flowing in droplets through the air,
Unseen by the long range lens of the camera
Thickening on impact for a photo opportunity.

Do we even know which side we're on?
If such numbers were repeated here we would
Scream for revenge, spare no expense to find the
Guilty, the perpetrators of violence, their aides.
Until we value every human life as equal,
Silence the guns, value life over land,
True peace will remain out of reach.