A Tale of Guilty

I faintly remember reading somewhere that there are three parties involved in Abuse. An abuser, a victim and an observer. If even one of them was brave enough to defend the wrong , then the heinous crime would have not occurred.

I am not an Abuser but none less than one because I just stood there and watched. I didn't even raise a faint cry when they were mercilessly attacking their victim. I had the means and influence to stop but I chose not to.

He was right as I am worse than them, a selfish coward.

I hid behind petty excuse of my weak self while they burned their prey into ashes. Those ashes were taken away by tide of time, leaving nothing behind. All I could do was mourn over the loss. I stayed strong, believing against all odds that phoenix will arise from those forsaken ashes.

I know when karma hits, I will also be on receiving end. Yet I prayed and waited, for his return.

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