News reports on and off tell just about the missing and murdered indigenous women
and then it’s quiet
for awhile the news goes on to other things like who wrote the big cheque and who knew about the big cheque and what kinda happened after that
and more
than a fortune was spent on shaking up the others
so it would look like something
was being done
but it is smoke and mirrors
then the world goes on
more than enough trouble to shake a stick at goes by too but there are diversions and events and debates and then the tears flow again on the highway, in the remote areas, woods, ditches ravines and back roads and another outcry after another shatters the air and when it is all said and done and it is not on the radar as a priority then it echoes only in the stillness.
Time moves on and faces turn in several directions
attacks on character uncharacteristically fill the screen
then snide asides become photos
some respond but many don’t have a clue because it is still summer and the fall is yet to come before winter settles in for the long stay that so many have become accustomed to and merely tolerate
solutions
at the root of the problem need to be addressed
with caring, kindness, help and understanding , education protection and support would lend the scaffolding of strength needed to face down the crime wave and raise up awareness and self esteem high enough to make change happen and also provoke some answers
so many
women lost
their faces should be on every road sign billboard
maybe on the side of buses, trains or murals in the public buildings across the country
better still on the paper money which passes
so fast
hand to hand.
Amen!
thankyou love in the kitchen!