This is what it’s like to witness g3N0c!d3 from your smartphone

The head of this child is bleeding out right in your instafeed.

Swipe!

Swipe!

Swipe!

Here’s this green winter coat. 

Green would look great on you!

Swipe

That one guy’s breakfast toast,

that one gal’s cute lipstick,

that one’s new pit stop in that new city.

Nice, nice. Palatable even.

Whiplash,

my friend called it. 

And that was before more Nightmareworld.

That was before the press conference.

The one with the doctors surrounded by a pile of bodies in G@z@.

The one with the petrified man sitting in front of the podium holding up one of many murdered babies. Before we noticed how he held the tiny body, as if he was about to carefully place it on our hands, so we could be the ones to rock the little one to sleep.

That was before a paramedic screamed in agony when he was told this time the corpses rolling in were his own family.

That was before we stared into the big black eyes of another shocked P@lest!n!an kid.

Before we wondered if wizardbisan1 and motaz_azaiza would get to live another day to share another story. That was before they showed us bodies stuck under rubble after another bombing.

That was before a man ran with the remains of his beloved contained in two small plastic bags, dangling them in the air for us to see. 

For us to see? 

Swipe. 

That’s just too much.

Here’s this other winter coat.

We noticed you didn’t like green.

But believe us, you’ll want one.

You’ll be cold soon.