I question words’ power.

Our joy, frustration, hope, anger, pain

displayed as

acronyms

tweets

texts

memes

emojis.

Our communication depressingly primitive.

 

Children hang themselves;

We have no words.

Click this.

Teenagers overdose;

We have no words.

Share this.

Adults jump from bridges, shoot themselves, starve;

We have no words.

Copy and paste this.

 

Suicide rates rise… or so we notice.

 

We have no words;

So, we post a crying face, a broken heart, praying hands.

 

Heartache is too volatile for clickable interventions.

Compassion listens, feels, and walks alongside us

In full sentences, soul-bearing conversation, eye contact.

 

 

 

 

 

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