The child
next door
is beaten
by her father.
Our silence kills.
Nations fill
the streets
crying freedom.
Our silence kills.
Elderly citizens
afraid
alone
hungry.
Our silence kills.
Peace on
the chopping block,
more money
for war.
Our silence kills.
We sit
self
involved
stroking
our egos
while our silence kills.
next door
is beaten
by her father.
Our silence kills.
Nations fill
the streets
crying freedom.
Our silence kills.
Elderly citizens
afraid
alone
hungry.
Our silence kills.
Peace on
the chopping block,
more money
for war.
Our silence kills.
We sit
self
involved
stroking
our egos
while our silence kills.
©Susie Clevenger 2011
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