poetic thoughts

bystander.🌷

Tuesday; the slight home-made War day,
Where it took place,
Still stands the lane
In the dark sky with just the
Moonlight,
No starry night;
In front of that kid's house,
Still stands in its place,
That one house
Full of oppressors and oppressed
Where humans forget humanity,
Abuse takes place.

Stood there watching it all,
The kid went ahead to make it stop
Somehow, Anyhow,
The kid tried their hardest
Giving their all,
Though hopeless,
Was successful in making the abuse stop.
For a few days,
At least.

Many people who stood there,
Bystanders, we shall call them;
Some help while some of them stop the one from helping.
Boiling the blood of that kid
Who was genuinely there to help..

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Abuse does no good, it only brings pain and suffering. Some end up traumatized while some end up dead.

The people who stand watching it all are no better than the abuser itself. Yes, I understand that you may be terrified, but how much would it damage you to make a phone call asking the law to help?

Our one little step against those abusers can save someone's whole life. Please consider the message.