Here you have it, another Thorough-enough, nuanced-enough article Considering the political resonances and nuances behind children’s cries And the policies we must strategically enact, once we are not so helpless But at least this is some attempt at dissent, to soothe the ache of shame Just for now
But they are still stuck, there and now Even when I close one tab and open another Is there a law of conservation of shame? And can any of it be transferred to the safe confines of a Newsweek article? “The more you know,” they say; yet my sparks of empathy make me no less helpless. I look for language, searching for verses about how God hears their cries.
The headline cries But for what now? For babies lying helpless Just one and yet another They cannot each merit a whole article Too much ink to spill on assuaged shame
What could I have done? I have “ascended,” come “home,” so why bear shame? Because there are some things distance cannot muffle: those cries. No one’s belly is fuller because of your article. “Never again” is now. Diverge into debates about comparisons, whether this is indeed the same, or completely another. There is a difference between spineless and helpless.
“The work is not all yours to complete,” but you can’t call in helpless. So many Shabbat table “discourses” led up to this shame One “devil’s advocate” and another Labeling “naive” or “liberal” any Abrahamic moral cries “For you were strangers –” but you insist, that’s not for now Close the books of the prophets for a Breitbart article.
Tell me the nutritional content, the therapeutic value of an op-ed article Compared to the effects of chemicals pumped into brown bodies, helpless I am shaking now The certification on the food I am too nauseous to eat triggers my shame Do you remember when you learned that Mama also cries? Are her tears more sacred, more legal than those of another?
The bus should be here by now I scroll through a too-long article
They still sit there, meanwhile, one desperate day into another And I am busy lamenting the way I feel helpless