Some Mothers’ Hearts Have Stopped

Some mothers’ children stare unseeing
No sweet, wet baby kisses from blistered lips,

. . . . songs unsung

No wedding portraits to dust and treasure
No graduations or trips to the sea

. . . . just their bodies to bury

crushed
beaten
stilled

by the engine of nihilism

Limbs cracked and broken, bellies torn
Faces purpled, hearts stopped

Hearts stopped …
. . . . hearts stopped

Some mothers’ hearts have stopped

© 2015, poem, Jamie Dedes, All rights reserved; photograph of some mothers’ children killed in the Syrian Civil War, Ghouta massacre/uploaded by Bkwillwm to Wikipedia under CC BY 3.0 license (I believe it may be a screen shot from a news video)

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ashley says:

November 29, 2015 at 6:22 am

this is so unfair. We are all equals no matter where we are. No one deserves to be murdered for reasons that no one could probably say for sure. Its all miscommunication and giving out selected information. We have to act. Follow my blog, I’m sure you will like it!!

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carolynoconnell says:

November 24, 2015 at 3:30 am

Reblogged this on Carolyn O' Connell.

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chrisbkm says:

November 23, 2015 at 3:47 pm

Heart-rending… and powerfully stated Jamie.

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1. Jamie Dedes says:
  
  November 23, 2015 at 4:31 pm
  
  So sad. Thanks for your visit and comment, Chris.
  
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Gretchen Del Rio says:

November 23, 2015 at 7:34 am

And what’s it all for? Nothing….no ideal is worth this ever. And I must weep for this insanity.

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slpmartin says:

November 23, 2015 at 7:30 am

We write in hopes that such sadness will end.

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1. Jamie Dedes says:
  
  November 23, 2015 at 8:01 am
  
  It such a small thing to do. I can’t bear the thought that people are suffering and don’t know we care, not that the simple fact of our caring changes anything.
  
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  1. Sue Vincent says:
    
    November 23, 2015 at 10:43 pm
    
    If enough care, it might…one day.
    
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    1. Jamie Dedes says:
      
      November 23, 2015 at 11:26 pm
      
      If there is enough of a groundswell. You’re right, Sue.
      
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      1. Sue Vincent says:
        
        November 23, 2015 at 11:32 pm
        
        We can only hope and pray so, Jamie.
        
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scillagrace says:

November 23, 2015 at 5:50 am

Unspeakable sadness…

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1. Jamie Dedes says:
  
  November 23, 2015 at 6:11 am
  
  Unspeakable.
  
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1. Jamie Dedes says:
  
  November 23, 2015 at 12:32 am
  
  Thank you!
  
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