When tragedy is big enough
the numbers numb.
A million dead cannot be mourned
– in singularity –
My God! there were so many.
‘It is what it is’ makes no allowance
for reflection or regret;
it adds indignity to ignorance,
and gives the lie to a most basic truth:
that other lives have value – same as yours!
Such statement from the one who took a sacred oath
is wrapped in our failure
to pierce the veil of the preposterous;
gains credibility because we see one tear, but not the many.
So our heads, with all their calculation, must tell us that a million deaths are each a tragedy,
and that the anger and demands must capture that which our hearts can never hold – the suffering of multitudes, each Other being one like us.