When the Dust Settles

When the dust settles;
When the cameras stop rolling;
When the newest news story
Starts receiving top polling;
Who is left to pick up the pieces?
Who is left to shoulder the pain?
Who is left to mourn the departed?
Who ensures it won’t happen again?

We watch on TV while eating desserts;
We cry for a moment, for the moment it hurts;
We voice our disgust for a world that’s gone mad;
But, what do we do to help those who are sad?
We turn on a comedy when the evening news has ended;
We share analysis and opinions with strangers we’ve befriended;
We try to teach our children a lesson to be learned;
But, we forget about those whose lives have been turned.

With each tragedy we witness and watch from afar;
People are left with an unhealable scar;
When the short span of our attention has faded;
Left in the wake are the emotionally injured, unaided.
So, when the dust settles and the cameras stop rolling;
When the newest news story starts receiving top polling;
When analyses and opinions social networks stop sharing,
Somehow, some way, let the families know we’re still caring.

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