Brussels

I know nothing about Brussels, but my heart aches for the innocent lives lost. 

There’s no high horse, no excuses. Blame enough to go skipping across the universe 

And back again. Calls for retribution easier made than accomplished. Politicians in 

Training pretend to know the proper course, flailing this way and that; a great 

Deal of sound and fury, signifying absolutely nothing except the size of their

Over-inflated egos and underdeveloped intelligence in this election year.

Peace, please, people.