Stand Up

I’ve come across many people who hate standing up

“My feet are tired!” They pout and frown

There’s no point in standing when there are so many chairs around

So we live our whole lives sitting down

Yet we also get bored of sitting

But instead of standing we glue our eyes to our phones

Drowning the world out in oblivious bliss

Unaware of things happening below our nose

While we sit down

Others choose stand

And because of that, they’re shoved around and are floor-bound

Their pain unknown to the land

And finally when we notice 

Others are trapped in a battle because they don’t sit

We ponder whether to intervene if we dare

Cause we are too afraid of losing our chair

So we sit there and watch

As if we're watching gladiators in the pit

We watch as others are in desperate need of help

And don't intervene because it's more convenient to sit?

We say our feet are tired

But their feet are turning black and blue

And we are all human aren't we not

Don't you think they deserve to sit like you?

So if you see a battle before you

Whether the competitors are your closest family or completely unknown

Get out of your chair and help them out

Let them know that they're not alone

I’m not saying it isn’t good if sometimes you want to sit

But we all need to stand one day

And if you see someone who isn't treated fair

It's time to stand up and let go of your chair.