This poem was written for all those who were made fun of and the bystanders stood by and watched. I am also guilty of this. I wish I could find him to say I am sorry for not acting.
I stood by and watched
And I didn’t say anything
And sometimes I looked away
My lips never moving
My voice never making a sound
In protest to your plight
I never stood up and never spoke out
I sat in my desk and watched and listened
But never spoke out in your defense
My heart hurt of the things they did
My heart ached for I saw how hurt you were
But too afraid to move
So many hurt and none of us could move
We let them decide who we were
And let them decide what we do
Vile, heart retching acts and still I did nothing
We just followed the crowd
And now all we have is regret.
Where are you now?
Will you forgive those who hurt you
And those who just stood by
Will you forgive me?