Do we protect, or become the protected?
Care to extremes so we are there when expected?
Should we feel useless while trying to cling to feelings of hope?
Are we spinning our wheels hanging our heads as we mope?
Do we ignore and just turn a blind eye,
or do we realize the existence of the horrible sty?
Those with a heart know what these words are about
They are the ones who break free and are willing to shout
To suffer in silence. Will that lead to change?
To quietly weep will not help turn life's page
Do you bury your head in an addiction?
Even religion is one, though you'll profess contradiction
Do we see with clarity what we should do?
Should we leave our brother alone when around him are few?
The answers are as diverse as each human being.
How will you answer these questions? Do you believe what's real is worth seeing?