I’ve had a crazy time lately with grad parties and school and such so I just dug this out of my collections of poems for this month. This is somewhat old so it’s not the best, but I have a fond spot in my heart for it. I hope you enjoy and remember to check back at Abigails blog for other great poems.
Injustice overflows from all walk of life.
From owning slaves to taking the unborn’s rights.
The littlest thing to the biggest cruelty
It’s all the same if you think of it truly.
We stand by day to day
Never daring to get in someone’s way.
We have grown cold
To the abuse of young and old.
Because in our minds there is no true wrong.
We have been hypnotized by the alluring song.
That we are all okay,
Is the lie that they all loudly say.
So what about murder and all the pain?
Is it okay to ignore the slain?
Is it fine to look past the hurt?
It is acceptable to brush off all the dirt?
Can we ignore?
Can we go on like before?
When injustice pounds at our door?
Will we let it in?
Will we not stand up and therefore sin?
Will we let injustice in our own homes begin?
I will not let the evil slip by.
I will stand up and fight.
I will not wait for another night.
This is a call to arms
Against those who do much harm.
Don’t sit there staring,
Answer the call that is blaring.