The way the ignorant bystander lurks,
Enclosed with thoughts and society pressure,
Cradles their mind possessing hundreds of blisters,
Thinking they might overcome the silence.
Stuck with the stirring animosity within,
The way society strolls with manipulative intentions.
How they wonder why the bystander doesn’t speak,
When fed off by their anger and envy.
The way the tear trickles down the ignorant bystander cheek,
Realizing they have suddenly become the danger.
No longer compelled to refuse the trigger,
Now the world will watch and cry,
Pointing the finger as if they weren’t apart of the crime.
The conclusion of the monster soon to see,
Merely to be known as ignorant from the neglect of humanity.