uneasy

As I lie in bed, 

under soft sheets and a quilt stitched with love 

 

a bomb rips a family apart 

a mother dies in childbirth, 

a young girl is raped by her uncle,

a kid dies from starvation,

and another from thirst,

blood runs across the border

 

And I nestle down beneath my covers, 

            tucked away from the air conditioning.