They blame the pro-Russian separatists
and it appears a target of mistaken
identity – most likely; they blame Putin,
who in turn blames the absence of peace
in a place racked by political schism.
Blame flies over the grisly scene like vultures –
clean-up experts each with its special niche;
looters, then the disaster professionals;
blame singes the souls of the world’s spectators -
grief of relatives and friends in pastiche.
It’s as though in blame lies the path of justice,
the lives falling down from the sky prepared
piecemeal; but what of they providence cared
for - should abandon? Blame providence? This
unthinkable, then see the justice bared.