He laid there seizing in pain
Because of an addiction
Gone wrong.
You could have said,
How can we help you get better?
You could have said,
We are family and
We are here for you.
Yet you said nothing.
You just laughed at his pain.
You ridiculed him as if
His pain was not worth
Your attention.
I wanted to dedicate this poem to my uncle. He is struggling with his addiction. But this is still some of my family members' view about him.