Intervened faces, complicit look,A scene that's haunting and hard to overlook,Eyes that tell a story of pain and despair,A burden too heavy for one to bear.
In the silence of the moment, we can feel,The weight of the emotion that's all too real,A look that speaks of secrets untold,And a bond that's strong, yet so cold.
For in the faces that are intervened,Lies a story that's often left unseen,Of lives that are shattered, and dreams that are crushed,And a pain that's deep, and hearts that are hushed.
Yet, in the complicit look, we find,A sense of hope, and a chance to bind,The wounds that are deep, and the scars that remain,A chance to heal, and love again.So let us not turn away from the intervened faces,And the complicit look that can mend broken places,For in our empathy, we can find the key,To a world that's healed, and hearts that are free.
