What has become of us
We the people
In the land of boundless opportunity
We fail to help
Those from whom these options
Have been stolen.

We are a nation of sheep
Who push oppression under the rug
Who ignore internal injustice
We put on a prosperous facade
And when people dare to push boundaries
To expose these crises
We do everything we can
To deter them

Just keep quiet
And fit the mold we are designed for
From the time we are infants.
At the very second we take our first breath
Our life is all about us
And we are conditioned to believe
That nothing else matters.

But what about them?
What about the children
Who's innocence has been taken
By adults who should guide them?

What about the people
All around the world
Who are written off immediately
Because of mental illness's talons?

What about the women
Who are denied basic human rights
Who were brutally attacked
And blamed for it
Solely because of the body they were born with?

We cannot leave them
To fight against wolves by themselves
And yet,
Many of us turn the other way
We don't want to hear about it
Much less talk about it

So unless we choose to
Stand up and extend an empathetic hand
This nation of sheep
Will morally crumble.