QUARANTINE LIFE: POETRY PROMPT---WAR

The fear so often visited

Upon Black and brown nations

Is hard to fathom

Even if one really tried

But now, an outrage has emerged

As scales from bluer eyes are purged

And countless innocents

Have fled, and bled, and died

The usual scenes we see

Of costly war atrocities 

Are often met with apathy—

Yemen? Gaza? 

No protest heard

But lately, fitful cries from those

With fairest hair, and keenest nose

Has many wondering if pain’s EVER deserved

Surely, the statements were in jest

Racism never takes a rest 

Not even when the world is watching outright war

Appalling to some, isn’t only

The destruction that we all see

But refugees who never had blue eyes before

They’re deemed valuable and wise

Of course, they’re highly civilized

To every place they have fled 

They will find recompense 

While others toil to reach safe spaces

Find rejection in the places

Where the bluest eye signals intelligence 

The reporting is quite proud

The quiet parts are said out loud

Whites fleeing towns and cities

Leveled by their own?

What world are some journalists in?

History repeats again

Evil simply wants what it wants

We’ve always known

When it comes to power and greed

There’s no exception;

There’s no need to debate 

Who most, or least deserves to die

It should be clear, none is exempt

(Recall a certain coup attempt?)

That NO ONE’S safe when madness reigns, 

Is no surprise