And so it goes on,
and on and on and
the world still stands
by, no longer in
disbelief but in
quiet resignation,
wishing it to go away.

But still it goes on ,
and on, and on,
and it stands as a
beacon of moral failure,
pulsing with our
quiet guilt that nothing
good has been done.

It goes on and on,
and on, and on,
signed off with
our indifference,
and history will judge
those who stood at
the border, crossing
their arms, and in
their silence
condoning this sin.

 

13/6/2023