Body Aches

My body aches. 

My body aches, my head hurts, & my heart cries 'cause I can't process it all:

Nonsensical killings.
Police brutality.
White fear being unleashed on black bodies. legally. lawfully. immorally.
unchecked.  unseen by news outlets.
invisible crimes perpetrated on invisible lives.

Bloated bellies atop Mountains being painted red from the blood of beheaded boys and girls. 

It's easier to ignore, I know, than to bother to read the lengthy atrocious accounts.  It's easier to open up People Magazine to see what North West is wearing than to look at the little black girl in Missouri who is terrified by the armed policeman outside her apartment.  It's easier to laugh at a Robin Williams' movie and focus on the torture of one individual than that of thousands.

I know.  I get it.  You don't want your body to ache, your head to hurt, or your heart to cry.