A-OK

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by AnnVie131

by AnnVie131

I am standing here
On unsteady ground.
The sand blowing away,
Collecting and resettling.
The ground beneath me is changing.

How can I say
It's all ok.
Is it?

There are things we've been ignoring.
Things we've accepted and moved on from.
Maybe it's time to wake up.
Wake up out of this blindness
And open our eyes
To every explosive device
We've laid out for our futures.

There are plenty of things we should've questioned.
Plenty of things we should've fought to change.
Maybe we focus to small picture.
Maybe we don't focus
On the right details.

Who knows.
Who cares.
Everything dying.
Everyone's in pain.
But it's hard to believe
That we could change things.

If only we believed in change.
Maybe then,
We'd make a difference.