But what of the hostages?

The clouds

won’t part

to make way

for the radiance

of the sun.

Foreboding languishes

frozen –

and heavy in the air.

While the ubiquity of ignorance

is normalized

we become numb

to the criminality

of those countenances

while our humanity

is taken hostage.

And the search party is –

nowhere to be found.

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