A Voice of Apathy.

The faint sound of help 

To a fearful cry.

A loud voice of apathy

That calms inside

It arouses naught but anger,

Naught but despair,

To see a fellow human

Cast aside without a care.

A broken arm? A shattered spine?

"Where will it stop?" I ask.

It's not okay, it's not alright,

To just let it pass.

It's not cool to walk away

OR be the cause of fear

It's not wise to stand aside

And exclaim, "Oh Dear!"

When will we rise to stand together,

Against the hate and harm?

Will our children solely grow

To count on shooting stars?

Soar.

Flying high you fall.

Everyone stands tall

You cry as the wind carries you

Your mind wanders. It falters.

What you try to say, no one knows

One hears every need in your heart

You call out for help

He answers

Things are wild. And yet you are calm

Heaven helps you in the turmoil

Life swims around you.

You remain standing. For He holds you in His palm

Life is not explicable.

Everything need not make sense

But for every need you call to Him.

Awaken. Embrace it.

Eloquent words may get you somewhere.

Intricate skill, somewhere else.

Time will fly, it will leave you behind.

But you will soar with Him.