Heartbeats crowded Boston
and they mistook it for a bombing.
Two killed, or was it three?
No, two found purpose,
sending their heartbeats ablaze,
magnified by the crowd.
Now you won’t glaze over any more massacres.
They all became red pins on a map.
On their knees, they built landfills of rushed guilt.
Today, hundreds were sorry
because their heartbeats caused an explosion,
People crowded Boston
and war raged on.