Fly On The Wall

Fly On The Wall

A Poem by emma
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When we don't help people in need we become the flies and the world becomes our wall.

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I watch, I see, I listen.

I watch as the drunken man recklessly drives.

I see the car he is about to hit and know he will end lives.

I listen as the cars collide, a sound like clashing knives.

But I do nothing, for I am a fly on the wall.

 

I watch, I see, I listen.

I watch as the boy opens the bottle and takes the pill.

I see that he has taken too many, enough to kill.

I listen as he retches and cries, and then he goes still.

But I do nothing, for I am a fly on the wall.

 

I watch, I see, I listen.

I watch as the man hits his wife in their own house.

I see the blood soaking through her ratty blouse.

I listen as begs for her life to her angry spouse. 

But I do nothing, for I am a fly on the wall.

 

I watch, I see, I listen.

I watch as the girl pulls out the shining blade.

I see her cut her own wrist, her misery displayed.

I listen as she sighs happily, welcoming the pain she made.

But I do nothing, for I am a fly on the wall.

 

I watch, I see, I listen.

I watch as the girl compares herself to the model’s perfection.

I see that she is struggling to keep away her peer’s rejection.

I listen as she cries about her own reflection.

But I do nothing, for I am a fly on the wall. 

© 2011 emma


Author's Note

emma
To me this poem is not about actual flies, but people who act like them. If you don't help someone when you see them in need, then you become a fly on a wall who just watches.

Please be truthful when reviewing because I'd like to know what you really think of it.

**awarded Made Me Think Poem ♥ in the Your Best Poem contest**
** awarded 2nd runner up in the Just some poems contest**
**awarded 1st in the Poetry contest contest**
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The person in the write does seem like a fly. He/She could have called 911 or helped,but instead just watched...
I like the rhyme scheme used. The comparison makes you really think. All the accidents were virtually the same, they all cost lives, they all cause sadness, yet this one person who can fix the problem just sits there... "a fly on the wall"
Great write! I am looking forward to more!
~Jasmine Thousand~

Posted 12 Years Ago


very true. i absulutly love it...

Posted 12 Years Ago


Wow, this was very touching and brutally honest.

Posted 12 Years Ago


The message was wonderful, as I too believe when things are wrong sometimes we tend to ignore them or just watch from afar and we can be considered a fly on the wall. This poem was actually really sad because all the things you said were true and happen all the time. I really like the flow and structure of this poem, another great write.

Posted 12 Years Ago


Really good poem with a great message, it is all so very true! Really powerful. i loved it!:)

Posted 12 Years Ago


Great poem and wonderful message :) Loved it!

Posted 12 Years Ago


Wow... just wow. That is the deepest poem I have ever read. Amazing piece!

Posted 12 Years Ago


WOW, now this one really tells it. I just love the powerfulness in this write. Awesome job!

Posted 12 Years Ago


You're absolutely correct about what you say. Too many of us stand by and do nothing when something could have been done. I love your "fly on the wall" analogy.

Posted 12 Years Ago


I like it

Posted 12 Years Ago



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