Sanctuaries

Sanctuaries

A park for journalists, a grieving scene for geologists, and the people react...
Some cry, some mourn, some justify and blame the victim.

Two wrongs don't make a right, but in the eyes of those formerly terrorized,

those who held the gun to their head have become heroes in their defeat.

We seek places of solace, we leave, we run away.

Some never come back, some send back to fund their dreams.

Some seek to fuel the violence they claim to hate and like the terrorists,

become what they have despised most like pigs living in a house.

We all have our reasons and experiences for our feelings,

but we all need our peace, our sanctuaries. Our time alone.