I just need one simple touch
It doesn’t even have to be much
Something to know that people still care
Something to prove humanity still there.
Is there anything that separates us from animals anymore?
Is compassion becoming a chore?
I think before I act and act before I think but both seem to land me in trouble.
Tension hovering at the surface always.
Float above
as if no harm can come.
Tempers soar,
Voices raise,
Tension increases.
Times goes on,
Memory fades,
Moments never forgotten.
Always at the surface.
Things have been falling apart.
It needs to be said.
It needs to become real, true, manifested deep within our conscious.
It needs to be fixed, it needs to be solved. None of us can handle it.
It is never too late.
But it is time to get started.