Move

The list of what we can't do is endless
Drifts into a forever we will never comprehend
I am only human
There is only so much time
I have my own problems
My own family
There aren't enough resources

So we stop
Looking
Praying
Wanting
Hoping
Knowing

But big blue monsters
Hiding behind green trees
In broad daylight
They don't stop

They are there

They look like you
Your neighbor
Your friend
Your brother
Your mother

Grabbing hands reaching for our children

There is always something we can do
A door to knock on
A picture to show
A name in the night to call out

There is always something

Something