#NOTALLMEN by Peter Collins
To a shrine, lovingly made,
Another candlelit parade.
To honour the latest fallen One
In an endless quiet war.
Shocked and grieving once again,
“Why?” – we cry, but #notallmen.
“Must have cracked / misunderstood/
Can’t believe / such a good
Husband, father, teammate, son..
Totally out of character.”
Puzzled heads in hands again,
Weeping “Why?” but #notallmen.
Or “Don’t you dare say..” “What about?..”
“It was one of them!” – The shout
Of righteous anger and relief;
Meaning that the issue slides
Aside so we may shrug again.
Excused, are the #notallmen.
The show goes on, each day and night,
Safe at home or in plain sight,
Things keep getting said, and done,
Things on which we never dwell;
Just sigh, and ask “Why?” again;
Can’t keep count, but #notallmen.
© Peter Collins
Posted on March 13, 2019