I didn’t want to see people hurting people
but I refuse to close my eyes
So in front of me
I see ugly people
Seething and believing ugly lies
and yes of course I’m scared of being hurt
and yes of course I’m scared of being wrong
But at the same time my silence will convict me
And the evil will carry on
If I can do some good
I want to do it
If I have a choice
I want to make it
It’s my human responsibility
That life lives
Selfishness gives
And death becomes natural
So you can choose the view
You want to see
But as long as there are others out there held captive
DO NOT CONSIDER YOURSELF FREE...
© Copyright 2008
an excellent write by showing the balance of life if there's a bad than there good has to be around too...
one of life's imperfections written beautifully, nice work. thanks for sharing.
I love the poem the way it reflects that you have so many choices but it does not mean your free.
Why do people hurt others? even I wonder...may be when one narrows the mind and forgets life's real meaning. I liked this one angelianne Rema
This poem has not been translated into any other language yet.
I would like to translate this poem
all are to be captives or convicted here sooner or later...good write...anne