UNRELATED
THE UNFINISHED WRITINGS OF E J KONTNY
somethings gotta give.
another death
another family member
son, daughter,
father, mother,
student,
teacher.
we are no longer shocked
this is not uncharted land
it is a regular,
every-day occurrence
a sick rhythm of life
that we so desperately want to escape.
in a world full of darkness,
our only hope is in the light
of daybreak,
of change.
begging our leaders, politicians,
friends and God.
to take action,
someway, somehow.
so that we can escape this
reoccurring nightmare of
violence.