Tuesday 11 August 2015

Qui tacet, consentire videtur



Your rudimentary
Has sedimentary
And we're all holding up the fort
Raising you up
To point our finger up at you
In guilty accusation.

The banality of commonality
Is not worth the laugh
You roll your eyes
At the expose
And say my heart is bleeding
Well yes it is.

His lunch money is nowhere
To be seen.
You've been seen
Pushing him over
When he tries to stand up
The smirk on your face
Is the joke we can't take.

There's nothing grotesque
About what's in your mirror
We're all to blame
I see you, he sees me, you see him
We're from the same rock
It's a collective shame.

The jagged edges
Between silence condoning
And thoughtful battle choice
Is solved when we question
And realise
There's a coronary artery
And bleeding in is necessary
We must smudge the line.

So now you've seen
Don't shut the blinds
And rage away
Flick the filaments on
Throw those curtains wide 
Raise your volume
Lift our lowest stage.