Erasing yesterday

I'd erase the shooting of the two journalists,
their smiles would still fill the screen, the young
man would still be leaving candy wrappers around the studio.
he's still ask the weatherman what the weather was going to be,
and the response would still be that he didn't know.
I would not have made the error in my analysis, so
I wouldn't have to fix it, and the newsreel on ISIS
destroying another antiquity would not have to unwind.
There was no tumble on Wall Street, no one shed tears.
no one experienced hunger, and everyone had a good
nights sleep, warm or cool enough, holding the hand
of someone they loved.
there were no reports of loneliness or jagged grief.
Today, I could simply hit delete for yesterday,
then carriage return to come back to today.
let's try again today with more love, less hate,
put the guns away, pull out the roses.