I don't want to move on. I don't want to support
freedom through wearing Nike Air
I only want to collapse, hide my face between my knees
and weep
Weep for ordinary boys who may soon trade in toy guns
for real ones
Weep in my worry, my frustration,my anxiety
I don't want to wear a smiley face, I don't want to
line Walmart pockets and buy another flag
I only want to cry, pour my tears on the ashen sky and
comfort
Comfort ordinary men who face reopened scars
Comfort in their sadness, their terror, their despair
I don't want to stop mourning. I don't want to end my
tears just because MTV went back to regular
programming
I only want to remember, turn my eyes to the sky and
pray
Pray for ordinary women who lay in their beds facing
concrete walls
Pray for their safety, their security, their promise