The Enemy that is Apathy

Inspired by a poem written by someone close to me called The Onlooker.

You caused the people their pain

Their blood is spilled by your actions

You stand aside and they suffer

With no intention to make corrections

You see her efforts are for nothing

Her struggle will end in despair

Or will your call to action guide you

Will the goodness in you, drag you by the hair

Do you stand in the safety of your own homes

Do you pray for your neighbors pain

Or do you go in to take up arms

Take it upon yourself to be the warrior angel

Is it possible for you to say

You kill them when you stand alone

Or do they look upon you

Like people unto a holy man in his throne

Are you the murderer with apathy as his weapon

Are you there for the mother that lost her son

Or do you take action, you run

Can you stand by and be an onlooker

Can you hear the voice of your holy father

By standing aside, your innocence made you the enemy

God does not give the gift of apathy

To help those in need is the highest virtue

But its not the victims, it is you.