Have you ever felt like nobody knew,
Whether you were old or new?
Have you ever felt so invisible,
That it seemed almost physically possible?
Have you ever cried so much,
And nobody even saw you do such?
Have you ever tried to do something extraordinary,
So that something might happen out of the usual story?
Have you ever helped someone in their need,
And they soon forgot your deed?
Have you ever wanted to be just seen,
Without being pretty or mean?
Have you ever smiled bright,
But cried yourself to sleep at night?
To some people this might make no sense,
But to me, it’s the result of ignorance.
Sometimes ignorance is bliss
The kind of ignorance that keeps us from knowing how a hospital smells
Or what the person we love the most truly feels about us
Or what it feels like to say goodbye
But sometimes ignorance is a fire
The kind of ignorance that keeps you from accepting someone
Or the ignorance that puts you at war with those that are suffering
The kind of ignorance that preys on vulnerability
Sometimes curiosity kills ignorance
Takes vengeance on the unknown
Curiosity becoming a crossroad
For which most of us take the road traveled most
Killing beautiful ignorance for good.
send your prayers to the martyrs wives, ask them if honour matters.
write your letters to the wealthy traitors, ask them if honour matters.
speak to the children of fallen warriors, ask them if honour matters.
stand in the ashes of a thousand dead and ask their ghosts if honour matters.
their silence is your answer
ask yourself if honour matters
We're all un-informed about something
We can't know everything
But when your ignorance impacts others
Un-knowledged and un-aware
It is not the same as un-mindfully aware
Inflicting your imbecilic infections
Upon others I cannot abide in
We need more un-derstanding
To be un-bigoted
We need to stand together
In this un-certain world
To do anything less would be un-reasonable
Un-do your ignorance
Un-screw your head from your ass