Standing silently
In the viewing gallery
Staring at a wall filled with
Family pictures of faces lost,
Each different, but the same
Sharing a common fate,
A man standing near me
Saw my wet cheek,
“Did you lose someone up there?”
I knew
none of them,
I knew no
one who had lost any of them,
I was
equally unrelated to all of them.
Did I lose
someone up there?
I lost
them all.
I had no reply,
I stood in silence.
