Grief and sorrow fill our hearts once again as we see the sights and hear the sounds of the distraught. I reach once again for a poem by a Somali - British poet, Warsan Shire to sit in silence.
Later that nightI held an atlas in my lap
ran my fingers across the whole world
and whispered where does it hurt?
It answered
everywhere
everywhere
everywhere.
Mabel St. Louis, CSJ