It's just another accident report,
A blip on the morning news,
A place where traffic will be congested
On your route to get across town.
But when you finally get to work,
The tv will still be on,
And the weathergirl, who looks
Like all the other weathergirls,
Will breathlessly explain
How awful it's going to be today,
And hopes her hairspray holds.

And meanwhile, in Aleppo,
A 16year old boy,
His arm already in a cast,
Is prepped for surgery after his house was bombed.
He will awake to a cast on his leg,
And to the news that he is an orphan,
And brotherless.

-jenn