Sunday 12 September 2021

Confront Yourself

by Nick Gisburne



Confront yourself. Remember what you saw
Survivors, living, sleeping, on the street
An awkward inconvenience, a flaw
The faint, forgotten shadows at our feet
Emotions, apathetic, callous, cold
Reflect a heart of darkness in their glass
An ignorance of stories never told
It heats the blood with panic as we pass
The hungry and the helpless, and, who knows?
Perhaps the world will someday punish you
Is this the drab indifference we chose?
Will no one from the many save the few?
    Embarrassed, but too cowardly to care
    Confront yourself. Remember, if you dare