When I see an elderly woman stumble and fall.
When I see a man stand on the corner lost.
When I see a girl disobey the traffic laws.
When I see a boy take a hoody from the store.
I say not me.
When I hear the angry voice of a man, who lost his job.
When I hear a young person's song beat my ears.
When I hear the cry of another woman's child.
When I hear the tenor of despair because of lost love.
I say not me.
When I feel the desperate pleas for justice.
When I feel the passion of anger against violence.
When I feel the burning rage of neglect.
When I feel the fear of those, who hate.
I say not me.
Not me?
None of us are without fault committed by us freely in our lives.
Our faults can define us and how we conduct our lives to the end.
Our faults can drive us to persecute or towards an awakening.
Our faults can blind us or open our eyes.
Our faults can deafen our compassion or open wide our hearts and minds.
None of us are without fault.
We all share the responsibility for our society for our community.
Through neglect, we've allowed the shallow, the petty, the self-interest to dominate our social discourse, our Republic.
Our government, our law enforcement leadership apparently so corrupted by their own vice that they are unwilling or unable to prosecute crimes committed against our society.
Money launder's, sex trafficker's, pedophiles, tax frauds, sexual predators as long as they serve a political party is exempt from justice.
Obvious crimes committed by officials of this government along our borders go un-investigated, are not stopped as private enterprise profits off the imprisonment of children?
What has happened to the leadership of this nation, I ask?
Are we to believe as I have stated that they are all every last one of them so corrupted by their vices that not one of them can hold jury over any of these apparent crimes?
If it's not their vices, what else can prevent apparently good people from standing for justice and bringing the criminal to trial?
Is the can of worms, the Pandora's Box of corruption so great that every last official is awash in a quagmire of their own muck?
Shame is only for humans who can still feel it.
Apparently, many do not know the meaning of love.
By that which I treat the least of the lives found in this world, I will be known.
To grovel and fetch for the carnal pleasure of hate?
Is that where our society has landed here in the 21st Century?
Have the dreams of a nation of a people been so torn and discarded that even a simple point of justice, that we don't tolerate child rape is too difficult for us to prosecute?
The apparent moral bankruptcy of our two political powers, the one graft, and power at any cost, the other spineless, is overwhelming.
I feel the rage of neglect.
I hear the cry of pain of another woman's child.
I see the man lost because of fear.
I stand.
I will never be silent.
Peace.
DFrey
