Apathy

No more words
Once the wielding of our swords
Has commenced,
And we have gotten off the fence
Of apathy. Ambivalence
Was always our peacemaker,
The trusted arbitrator.
Our silent pledge to not engage
With thoughts that might enrage.
Sat with hands pressed over eyes,
And deaf ear turned to cries
And pleas from those who have no voice.
Now we have a choice.
Our swords were always there,
But fell to disrepair,
Not from virtuous ideals;
We’d chosen not to care.

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2 thoughts on “Apathy

  1. Melanie says:

    wow, this is incredible poetry, friend! so powerful and thoughtfully written. i love it 🙂

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