Guilty
I dove peace first
Time is different now
The voice is loud
Will only continue to get louder
Who’s hearing it?
Is anyone paying attention?
Does anyone even care?
I do,
Always will,
But my willingness and efforts are handcuffed,
And not wanted,
I remain on this side of the track
Painfully watching the train wreck itself
while travelling and being derailed
Isn’t being a witness and not coming forth
violating the ethical dilemma of mankind?
I guess I’m guilty then.
Copyright © Remi Stan | Year Posted 2014
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