…and though I rage at the system in place,
at my own inadequacies, I don’t want to face.
When I turn away from a homeless man,
I know that I am not doing all that I can.
And how many times have I helped the victims of hate?
When have I found myself stepping up to the plate?
When I ask myself, “What about the sick and the hungry,
and what help did I offer to a strung out junkie?”
When bombs are dropped on innocent heads,
they say, “Look at all the tears she sheds!”
I stand around and cry crocodile tears,
and then I shut the door on all my fears.
I am so afraid of the horrors I see.
For if they are busy killing you, they are not after me!
Shelby I. Courtland
©2014 Shelby I. Courtland
Keep thinking that ‘they’ll’ not be after you! ‘They’ intend on handing each of us our ass on a platter. It is just a matter of time and time is what we’re all fast running out of! Just look around you, the world is on fire from Gaza to Iraq, from Ukraine to Qatar, from Libya to Afghanistan, from Syria to Darfur, from Yemen to Somalia, from Pakistan to Venezuela, from Honduras to Guatemala, from Detroit MI to Stockton CA, from the tunnels of the homeless in Las Vegas NV to the homeless street walkers in Atlantic City NJ, from the slums of Calcutta to the sweatshops of Bangladesh and they are coming for you and for me!