We
If
If I choose not to see their atrocities
does it make me complicit
If I turn my head, close my eyes
Am I innocent or part of it
And if I stand to shake and shiver
No damned use to life and cause
My mouth dry my knees buckled
Mumbling, not I, not I, it's the law
If I cannot kill, you kill me anyway
And others follow on that line
We with nothing left or done
We, the silent, and the dying
We
Train of humanity
Cowed and careful
Cold and
Dreadful
We
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