I am like that passerby
Who sees a drowning man,
Thrashing in the water.

Yet completely unable to swim.

I am like that passerby
Who sees a man getting mugged
Clamped in those brawny arms.

Yet not strong enough to defend.

I am like that passerby
Who sees a child crossing a dangerous road
Walking as the car zooms by.

Yet too scared to save.

I am like that passerby
And I will always only be a passerby.
I see but I do not do.
Helpless
But always forced to

Watch.