I watched you when you did it
I saw what you had done
But too scared to admit it
My decision was to run
Pretend it never happened
Push it from my conscious mind
Your motive never questioned
Leave the ugly deed behind
But it seems it’s not that simple
That my conscience will not rest
I’m destined to be burdenedÂ
By the values I’ve surpressed
Why was this thrust upon me
Why was I the only one
To stand there and bear witness
While the viscous deed was done
Will I ever find the courage
To confess to what I saw
Instead of staying silent
And into myself withdraw
The pain is much to heavy
For deep inside I know
I cannot forgive myself
This cancer will just grow
For even though you are the one
Whose crime I could undo
If I choose to stay silent
Then I am guilty too
I am guilty too
Something most of us face all the time. You have expressed this in a simple yet hard-hitting way. With all the troubles in this world, this poem reminds me of a quote: “Those who are silent when others are oppressed are guilty of oppression themselves” ~ Imam Hussain
Love, Mehak.
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