What do we do when no one hears your call
From the smallest whispers to the screaming walls
What do we do when peace isn’t free
But built by lies because you won’t see
What do you do when suffering is used
To keep you down and pretend the truth
What do you do when happiness is greed
And greed itself is made to be
The fog and muck that coats all love
And makes us indifferent and just shrugs
Indifference was built so harm can flee
But you forget the harm and increase it exponentially
