The photo came across my my feed
Blood splattered across a statue of Jesus
The aftermath of a day of violence
So far away, yet so close to my heart.
I gasped as I saw the picture
Couldn’t look but a minute
Yet the image remains ingrained in my mind
Tearing at my heart, my soul.
Praying for all the victims
In mosques, synagogues, and other houses of worship
United by the Golden Rule
And a desire to love and live in peace.
Shattering peace on a holy Easter Sunday
And knowing it won’t be the last time
Why can’t we live in peace?
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