You sit at your screen
fingertips flying in the face of decency
like a spigot attached to a vat of arsenic
dripping your poison, slowly, surely into the ears of the unthinking.
You justify the burnt skin, the orphans, the unending torture as deserved.
Deserved?
How can it be so?
Go tell the orphan, scarred and screaming that her fate was deserved.
Go stand beside mass graves and thumb your nose at the deserving corpses, stained by the blood of ages.
Where is your heart?
does it choke and sputter,
buried beneath your all encompassing loathing?
You call me stupid, maybe so,
my views naive, my compassion wasted
yet my heart beats proudly, swells with love
while my tired eyes drown at the unfolding horror.
War is not a spectator sport,
it is not justifiable, nor deserved.
Call me stupid if you will, ridiculous if you must
call me any number of names in your attack on my spirit
I will not care, I will not bend or bow.
Your hatred will be your undoing.
Not mine
Jul 24, 2014
Jul 24, 2014 at 4:19 AM UTC
You sit at your screen
fingertips flying in the face of decency
like a spigot attached to a vat of arsenic
dripping your poison, slowly, surely into the ears of the unthinking.
You justify the burnt skin, the orphans, the unending torture as deserved.
Deserved?
How can it be so?
Go tell the orphan, scarred and screaming that her fate was deserved.
Go stand beside mass graves and thumb your nose at the deserving corpses, stained by the blood of ages.
Where is your heart?
does it choke and sputter,
buried beneath your all encompassing loathing?
You call me stupid, maybe so,
my views naive, my compassion wasted
yet my heart beats proudly, swells with love
while my tired eyes drown at the unfolding horror.
War is not a spectator sport,
it is not justifiable, nor deserved.
Call me stupid if you will, ridiculous if you must
call me any number of names in your attack on my spirit
I will not care, I will not bend or bow.
Your hatred will be your undoing.
Not mine
Got into an argument with a 'friend' because he couldnt understand why I won't accept his islamphobic views as my own, I would rather be tainted as stupid than as a bigot.
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