February 6, 2020-
What is it, when we watch and listen,
seeing and hearing only what confirms
the sights and sounds of our own private silo?
What is it, when a child cries out for help,
and those around just say,
“That’s the way it’s always been, here”.
What is it, when one follows the path of least resistance,
with a self-directed message,
that comfort has been earned.
Is it living to fight another day?
Is it being prudent?
Is it emotional triage?
Or, is it slumber?