The Cry For Change Falls On Deaf Ears
Updated: Feb 8, 2022
There’s a cry being heard around the world
A horrible howl of a pain
A scream for change.
It echoes in the ears of the deaf
It’s felt in the eyes of the passionate
It’s understood by the frowns
and the wrinkles on our faces.
Even the blind can see it.
Even the children can feel it.
Oh what a horrible howl of pain we’re omitting!
It’s a cry for help
but,
who will help us?
There is no hero to save us from ourselves.
There is just
ourselves
and our cries.
The echo of our cries
vibrate across the universe
and fade into the emptiness.
No one is out there to hear us.
The stars don’t answer
The moon remains mysterious
The planets suspend in space
and we are left on our earth
to answer for our own crimes.
Oh what crimes we have commited!
We are the victims
and the oppressor;
this has been the way.
We reach out for a hand
to help us
but the drowning fool
cannot help the fools
who drown with him.
Oh what fools we have become!
The cries have been a constant
for far too long,
and it has now become
the music that some
dance to.
We put muzzles around our own mouths
We walked in a straight line
We followed the rules
like the children we are.
We volunteered for this
and now,
we must face the consequences of our decisions.
Oh what great followers of rules we have become!
With our muzzles
With our lines
With our rules
With our lies
and
With our constant cries
we call out for a savior.
We demand that someone fix this.
We listen,
intently,
to anyone who will try to tell us what to do.
Most of us fail to realize that
you
must
save you.
And once you do,
then
you can help
the fools drowning next to you.
You must be your own savior.
You must stop crying
and you must start trying.
Or else,
the echoes of our cries
will continue to vibrate
and fade away,
and nothing will change.
-C.H.