What were you thinking about last night?

I had this really great day yesterday. Things just went as they should, and I was happy for the first time in a couple months.  I was listening to the song "Soldiers" by James Taylor, which is about the disconnect between soldiers and the people they are fighting for.  And I couldn't help but think "I had this wonderful day, but while I was celebrating being alive, how many people died today."  And not the good deaths that end a full life or are a release from suffering, but the unfair ripping of a soul from a healthy body, when death interrupts rather than ends.  With all the wars, and genocide, and other sh** that is humanities inhumanity to our fellows, a lot of people probably died yesterday.  I have every right to celebrate my life, especially all the little joys and problems that make life feel so rich.  But all people have that right, and it is my job to do what I can to ensure that people have great days, bad days, and full lives, and to stand against wrongful deaths.