Hearts go out.

Pictures burned into a mind
Seen through internet sites and newspapers.
Images evoking pain
Depicted at a distant
So we cannot really feel what has been felt.
But hearts go out
To those without.
We see:
Tolls rise, lives moving
On and off.
But, then more, everything turns around
With a nuclear reactor meltdown
Could be a dose of reality, says q.
A wake up to 'our' world
Where nothing is really what we could call new.
It comes back to the idea that this world still has the control
We are it's victims
Our never-ending role.
We are connected now, more than ever
Through social networks and media forms
Knowing instantaneously, that has become the new norm.
Everything here, in the now
So hearts go out
Learning to never have doubt
in the capacity of this place,
New age, one connected race.
Daily troubles put to shame
Living the moment,
Here, our connected aim.