Resistant to change

It is no longer about a rape, or about those dying a gruesome death

Nor about a terrorist attack, or the limbs going up in the air

The people we are becoming, is like a man in a cave

Ruthless and callous, unforgiving about the need for the next prey

Scream and shout we do, revolt and riot all around

But people suffering everywhere, it’s just become a passing phase

The feeling of disgust, the gut telling us to make a change,

We sit in our comforts, condemning those for the ill fates

We talk about resistance, about the answers we need

The humanity and compassion we talk about, is all just a show, a game

No one to take the first step, to make a concrete change,

It’s all about a momentary thought, from transformation to just refrain

Maybe someday in the future, a civilization there will be

Where life is treasured, the cowards and inhumane caged.