Vague Suspicions

On the neon news

They won't be talking about his life

Flowers still unfolding when he had to fly

Toward, toward God

May this war end

Insha'Allah, he knelt to pray

When a dusty troop misjudged

And blew him away

Strangers

Same God

There were faceless numbers

In the headlines we've all read

Drone strike leaves thirteen civilians dead

Hold that thought

My God

Maybe our heart is seized with passing pity for the death

And vague suspicions creep into your head

Am I part of war?

And what is God for?

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