Willowbrook
Sometimes recently they come
The monsters who we can’t out run
The ones given orders to care
That spirit that isn't humbly there
The ones given responsibility
That often comes with notability
The ones they chose and given trust
For the ones that froze with minds of dust
Without a way to defend themselves
Victims thoughts within them yell
The screams that are never heard
Coming from the ones who crimes occures
Professionals with their High Degrees
Leaders in ties given as kings
With soldiers that are often thrust
Into the battles with weapons that rust
Committees and Boards that guard the duties
But never are responsible truely
Locked doors and bars that hide the truth
The crimes of negligence kept with in use
The ethics and codes to the public are swollen
While freedom from suffering left beholding
Eventually discovery comes around
But without attention it doesn’t make a sound
What does it really means
to the mentally incapable
The intelligence of the world
That they cannot see as stable
And are we victims of ignorance or sin
What is that something
That moves us within
Have we chosen silence
Or fought with the cause
Used responsibility changed into laws
Given to duty that righteousness demands
Take up responsibility when ever we can
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