The Hamlet Project

Ay Madam it is common.
Every day someone dies.
Every day someone’s heart gets broken.
Someone reveals a terrible cruelty
Someone suffers at the hand of another
As common as rain
This sort of tragedy.
But oughtn’t our commonality in the terrible
Bring us more firmly together?
My favorite day in NYC was September 12th
When strangers smiled at one another on the subway
Encouraging one another for just going on
For being there on the train
On the street
With others
Sharing a tremendous grief and
Overflowing with an uncommon generosity
A common uncommon generosity
On the commons
In common
All together.