I was silent when they came for the less fortunate Happy it didn't involve me Wasn't like I didn't care enough It just had nothing to do with me
Not a word was heard when they burned The Synagogues, Mosques, and Cathedrals All this for the hate that exists All this for and from a peaceful people?
I was deaf when they screamed at the tone of your skin Because your color is different from me Is it ignorance in the mixing What purity are we trying to keep
And when they came for those a bit different Than what I think in the eyes of me Amongst the cries for help I didn't listen After all they'd been warned quite extensively
Then when I looked and saw nothing left from the aftermath As far as the naked eye could see There was no one left to speak up on my behalf That's when they decided to come after me
After reading the poem "First they came..." Written by Friedrich Gustav Emil Martin Niemoller I was moved to write this...