Who’s that drowning in

Who’s that drowning in the water we displace?

His voice carries over oceans, over airwaves

His hand flashes while his desperate arm raves

Our shores are too removed, too distant to glimpse his face

There is a crying chorus buried beneath

A Dampening mantle of impersonal trash

Under urgent wastes of time that buzz and flash

They sing forever outward until their calls reach

We stare at each other but choose not to see

Generations of kids raised to feel worthless

Bums asleep, drunk on the front steps of churches

Bodies dropped without a single purpose

Festering stings of suicidal urges

Rape victims convinced they somehow deserved it

Suffering so severe it leaves us wordless

All the uncountable pains and misery

The heartlessness that begins atrocities

Lives on when even a single head is turned

Without protestors the rules stay affirmed

The unjust world creaks by on the same degrees

If there was a renaissance of empathy

Like the sort of spark that ignited the sun

A mass awakening of our humanity

Burning eternally outward, started by one

We could tend to the wounds caused by apathy

Our minds free, our hearts strung to everyone

Each problem faceable, every evil gone

It has to start somewhere, closer than you think

Swim across distant oceans and don’t let anyone sink