We live in the space between absolute certainty and knowing nothing because it is safe here.
This space is the place we have access to all the information we need but plead to know just enough.
We hide behind walls so our view is obscured so no one asks us what we saw.
We can’t be sure, saw just enough to report nothing.
There is something about the view from here that comforts us.
Gives us just enough peace to make piecing this together not worth it.
Gives us just enough distance to say we didn’t witness anything.
Gives us just enough time to forget the thing we didn’t see, couldn’t hear, maybe ask someone closer.
This is how we ask too many people to be their own witnesses and say it’s not enough.
How we force too many people to fight their battles alone and stay home while they die.
How it all happens while we watch, how we are all washed of responsibility.
But one day someone will ask us what we knew and when.
And the truth will be we knew it all.