I speak and fools scorn
The world burns, yet the blind refuse to see
The pain they caused society
The harm that they have wrought
Will you defend them as they shoot your child?
Burn your home?
How much is too much?
Are you too detached to care?
As your country is dissected
A piece at a time, you remain in silence
Defending the leather gloved hand that strikes you
The boot that tramples you
What if you saw them kill a neighbor?
Beat a friend?
When will you say “Enough”?
Or will you simply remain silent?
Until you find… they have come for you too

An Original Poem By HR Beebe