collateral damage

when the dust lifts
count the bodies

the one you wanted to hit

and tell me
if the others are any less dead
through non-intention

this is a math
I will never understand:
the sine, cosine, and collaterals
of damage

About Susan L Daniels

I am a firm believer that politics are personal, that faith is expressed through action, and that life is something that must be loved and lived authentically--or why bother with any of it?
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19 Responses to collateral damage

  1. Someday, all our kings will be poets.

  2. cloudfactor5 says:

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  3. Alice Keys says:

    Susan, This is fabulous. I love to read protest poetry. Good work with this one.Poetry does this better than a straight-shooting essay. Thanks. Keep us thinking. alice

  4. wow!!! Susan, this poem hit me right in the jaw.

    Powerful! and a question to mans humanity of killing and how many. You are a true poem of words. 🙂

  5. jomul7 says:

    and worst of all no one gets punished for it!

    • That’s the worst part of all. This can be about drones. This can be about poison gas. This can just be about “traditional” warfare. No matter how people die, they are still in the end as dead as they can get, and that is the crime.

  6. So much shocking reality!

  7. nelle says:

    Nor I. Tragedy has a long reach, and it cuts our souls deep.

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