The Irpin Pietá 2022

The agony of humanity

Is oft times captured

In one image, one cry, one word.


A mother and two children

Lying lifeless on the streets of Ukraine.

A moment before, moving through the world

Perhaps seeking refuge

Or running for cover

Perhaps crying for the absence of a husband and father gone to fight the war.

Then the blast, the concussion, the light

Followed by silence, darkness, grief beyond naming

But that mother and her young ones carry names

They are the victims of war

They are the face of suffering

They are Christ lowered from the cross

When the empire has done its worst.

Remember them.

Love them.

Look for them on the day of Resurrection

And between now and then

Raise fist and voice, cradle them in your heart.


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