See

I see the desolate sight of unmoving movement In the ghetto near my home I see domino players and elderly chess players Stuck and unable to roam But most of all, I see what everyone refuses to see I see a woman yelling at her husband I see a man swearing at his wife I see the anger in his face and defeat in her eyes I see her pull her hair out of frustration In an attempt to resolve I see the man’s temple jump, his fist clinched- And his smile I look closer at his wife and see she has A child An infant A fetus Whatever you call it she has something living within her I turn around and I see people continuing with their lives I see children Laughing Birds flying And drug addicts buying Yet, I see no one helping this woman I turn around and see the situation has escalated The man does not look like a man, he looks like Evil incarnated The woman is as helpless as a dog locked in a car In the desert The man picks up a brick Laughs a little bit And hits her with it Not once or twice I see three bangs before I close my eyes Why-didn’t I help? I see her eyes seeing my eyes as she was asking for help But I reflected it I see her eyes begging for action But I neglected it I see her eyes dead on the pavement And I caused it.