If you STILL think it doesn’t matter
If you think I should shut up
If you try to justify your silence
Because you fear that bad things might come
If you don’t hold your tongue
If you watch in horror at the hatred
Then close your eyes, walk away
If you’d rather run than fight
It’s someone else’s problem, you say.
I’m not gonna judge you.
You can fucking judge yourself.
After the coming flood
When your world is washed away
Because you thought that
Filling sandbags was someone else’s job
