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Kind of Caring


Why does it take the loss of life Someone or other ending their own strife To get us to go "No! No, we won't take it anymore!" Silence speaks louder and longer than most And in two weeks, maybe more We'll be disgusted by the next worst thing to occur In public, brought to light And then? Then where will all this urge to fight go? Out the window Down the street to walk down some new corridor. But who cares, right? Not a victim if everything in your life feels right. How nice and quaint it must be to set your kaleidoscope views straight Till there's a reason to fight knocking on your front door Just that No-one will listen or care Who will fight to change the world for you when in two weeks time You forgot your views? Let's not let it happen Let's not keep this going Let's make it so we don't have to lose lives, however undervalued they may seem.
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