Complacency
Rumble and tumble as you crash and slash
Mauling through the trees and ignoring the path
Snapping the twigs and crushing the trunks,
Demolishing baby spruce and old rotting stumps.
Your war cry bellows through the icy air,
Chilling souls and freezing blood in the hearts that you tear.
You are more deadly than Death, more damaging than disease,
You are sly and slow, like a seductive sleaze,
You reel them in with winks and glares,
You lie to their hearts and cherish their despair,
“Don’t act, lay low, the world is fine,
why should you care about them? Who needs to be kind?
Sure there are children without a shelter or food,
Mothers dying with their babies, murdered in the womb,
Fathers tortured and killed, daughters raped and burned,
Sons lost and brainwashed with nowhere to return,
Families sick with no help, no hand to hold,
No one to hear them, no one has been told.
But who cares?” You laugh, pursing your lips,
“You’ve got your own problems, your own future to grip.
What about your money, your clothes, your house, your car,
And all the other charges on your shiny credit card?
Just write a check, maybe you can feel bad for a sec,
But then move on with your life, there’s so much up ahead.”
You slither away, after your silent bite,
Leaving your victims paralyzed and without sight,
They are blind to your falsity, the destruction you’ve caused,
Oh Complacency, you’re lies have convinced us to pause.
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