They lie in refrigerated trailers
and mortuary halls, dumped
on our consciousness like
too many leaves in fall.
More than can possibly be
swept from sight on the
well-kept expanse of our
complacency.
How can this be happening
in a well-ordered world,
full of nanotechnology and
nanny-state bureaucracy?
More dead than wars, but
no celebrated cause to
justify the losses. Not a
single shrine.
Will we record these souls,
so many innocents, as
collateral damage in the fight
to defend freedom of choice.
