My Voice Never Made a Sound

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?


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