It came from somewhere we cannot see.
It came from somewhere we cannot see.
The sewage pumped into lakes.
It came from a place we do not know.
It came from a place we do not know.
Crouched behind a tree in the yard, a girl is crying.
It came from words we refuse to speak.
It came from words we refuse to speak.
The empty eyes of a lone metro rider working up the nerve to jump.
It came from pain we allow to fester.
It came from pain we allow to fester.
A child presses their body against the wall, waiting for the drill to be over.
It came from a time we neglect to consider.
It came from a time we neglect to consider.
The schoolyard is full of children wishing to die.
It came from cries we resisted hearing.
It came from cries we resisted hearing.
Somewhere, something is burning.