You look at our TV and say look at
All that violence, and I say, what violence?
That isn’t even what violence looks like.
The dust of bullets pelting the ground and
The splinters of wood flying from the wall.
And people nowhere near frightened enough
To be under fire. There is no cry. No scream.
And I turn on the news to hear rhythmic
Tapping and a top down view of a crowd
Dancing not yet aware that the tapping
Is not part of the show. Not aware that
They are under fire. And I change the
Channel disturbed that the actual sight
Of violence had not disturbed me at all.