Apathy Can Take Lives
By Janette Stuhr
Millions suffering in pain
While even more gorge on food,
Those without a home,
While many live thoroughly prude.
High mortgages and mansions,
We need more to ease the pain,
These feelings of inferiority
Will drive a man insane.
Don't we have enough?
Or do we dare find more?
Greed slowly creepy in
and knocking on your door.
People wait in darkness
Waiting for a light.
To help them end their suffering,
to make it through the night.
Some complain about comfort
Some complain about fashion,
Many complain about waiting in line,
Where is the true compassion?
Who are we to make a peep?
When those who suffer are scarred with fears,
Rape, torture, and torment,
Nothing but cries of terror and tears.
Enjoyment is pleasing through and through,
When our window isn't shattered,
I know it's devastating, but what can I do?
As if your ship was never tattered.
Open the shades of darkness and see the truth outside,
Make an effort this time for something great,
and start by reflecting inside.
**About Human Trafficking **
Saturday, June 27, 2009
Tuesday, January 6, 2009
The Need to Escape
Each day is a different surprise. New feelings that I've never experienced before flood my body and soul. Some are pleasing, some are not. It's as if the world is a movie and your aren't living, but just going through the motions in order to survive. If you finish the task at hand, an accomplishment is made. Something as simple as getting through the day without spending it in bed is victory. It's as if I'm a prisoner in my own cell. It's as if I have the key to escape but don't know how, because my prison is the only life I know how to live in. My mind is like a scientist. Constantly observing and analyzing the data at hand. Yet, the data I analyze is something as simple as why can't I just get out of bed and not question things like I used to. It's almost as if I can't stop picking at the smallest things to the point where the big picture doesn't matter anymore. I need to grab hold of the key and break myself free. And I'm the only one who can save me.
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