Sheltered Life by Michael Bugeja

I cannot ponder genocide. I am
Witness only to the world that cannot
Clothe or soothe or shelter the afflicted–

My feeble privileged life, which would comfort
If it could, but failing that, is testament
Silent as a prayer to some unseen power.

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