There are days.

Some days,

too many days,

the events of the world

here and everywhere

are so outrageous

I can only storm,

shout and swear.

Other days,

too many days,

the way humans treat each other

is so incredible

and oppressive

I can hardly move

or raise my voice.

How can I take them in?

How can I single them out?

How can I answer the cries

that go on and on

all too many days

but with my own dry tears.