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Standing Alone


When morals are put to the test

do you sit and rest

or do you get up and

stand alone?

The tug of the heart is where it starts

to pull you out of your seat and make a stand.

You can’t stand for it anymore

and wonder how they can and not abhor

what is happening in front of

you.

Your heart nearly

stops

as everyone sees you suddenly stand.

It’s hard to fight the feeling to flee from the scene

and the want to not be seen

by the peers you’re standing up to.

They all say “It’s ok, nothing wrong here,”

but you shrivel inside because you fear

them and you

know

its

wrong.

Their eyes tie you down

and refuse to let you go, they drown

you in their judgement of the morals you hold dear.

But never fear.

They will not keep you silent. They did not keep me silent.

And the man in the chair,

just sitting there,

with his mind on other things, looks up to see you

standing alone there.

And you make a stand,

with everyone watching behind you, not really understanding why you’re

asking for a change.

A hasty retreat back to your seat,

and your heart thanks you for taking that stand and

being true to you.

You changed that moment by standing up to

the fear of judgement and the fear of peers.

 When those words tumbled out of your mouth, light did too.

Because when you make a stand,

 

you never stand alone.

 

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