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Stand


Hey you,

 

You stood by today

I promised I never would but you did

Because every time I see a wrong in this world

I ignore it

I can’t not see anymore

 

Because when you saw that guy get pushed against a cold locker

You bowed your head

Not because you couldn’t do anything

But you wouldn’t

 

You stood by today

When that woman begged you for help

Not with her mouth but with her eyes

You averted yours

Because it’s not your place

 

Because when you were born there was nothing different about you

Because you are not a savior

Why can’t you be just one person’s savior

 

What is wrong with only saving one life

A hero does not have to stand for everyone

 

You stood by today

When the man who did nothing wrong was shot down

When you could have screamed or cried

Or at least held him as he left

But you didn’t

You turned a corner and forgot

 

You stood by today when that locker was slammed against

When you saw his pain

When you did nothing

 

Now there is nothing you can do

Because he is gone

 

Because instead of condoling

You left

 

And when that boy put a gun to his head

He didn’t see you, begging him to stay

No

He saw nothing

 

You stood by today

But you never had to

And now you can’t change what happened yesterday

 

You stood by today

You watched as a woman loved another

You watched as a man hurt her for it

 

You didn’t pound against him with your weak fists

Because they are weak

Because they can do nothing

 

But weak is not nothing

 

You stood by today

But do you even remember

 

Do you remember

The boy against the locker

The woman with the panicked eyes

The man who did nothing wrong

The woman who loved another

 

Why don’t you fight for them

 

You are a hero

 

But only if you raise your voice

 

But what does it matter

If you only stand by

 

I can’t not see anymore

And you know me

 

What if I was that boy

The one who couldn’t see you

Begging him to stay

Would you have said something then?

 

So why not now

 

I can’t not see anymore

 

Signed

Me

 
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