1: What Have We Done?

What Have We Done?

They lie motionless at our feet,

gasping for air in agony.

 

You cross your arms,

hugging yourself for comfort.

 

What have you done?

 

They hold their stomach's in outcry,

wanting the pain to stop.

 

You grip the sides of your head in frustration,

the torment building within.

 

What have you done?

 

We who have caused them pain

look between each other, confused.

 

We who are the suffering

look up at the cause and clamp our eyes shut with our tears.

 

What have we done?

 

We the cause,

 

We the effect,

 

Are the pain,

 

The agony of the heart,

 

The torment within ourselves,

 

The ones who want out,

Who scream for savor.

 

The ones who laugh

at our own confusion.

 

What have we done?