indifference withers rots
the sacred sanctuary of our soul
in the blood of innocence shed
not cleansed in the heart
of divine empathy compassion
given in the salve of action
to aid heal
comfort provide
for the afflicted
indifference stands inept
frozen inaction consequences
judged by innocent blood slain
Copyright © Terence George Craddock
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