We Are People, Not Politics
by Mary Courtney Blake
I sat down to my computer with the hope of writing some eloquent apology, or perhaps some poetic insight into the great wrongs that have been committed towards my neighbors tonight. But as I sit, no words can contain my grief. We are people, not politics. Have we forgotten this? Tonight I weep with my neighbors. I weep with those who will wake in the morning less than when they laid down their heads. I affirm your suffering and I will be your sister in sorrow.
