Just like that, things can vanish: Compassion, generosity. Those well-trusted roadsigns guiding us towards sanity. Just like that, things can vanish: Unity, you & me. Felled by bullets & bombs. Our blood’s most natural rhythms cut off from the drumbeat heart. Just like that, life’s sweet music gone. In its place, a mashup of chaos & criminality. Songs that shatter, strangle & shame. Bully, belittle & blame. Songs for the killing floor, not the dance floor. May the DJ of enlightenment create a more transformational mix. Sing light into the dark & empty spaces. Illuminate where others choose to decimate.