Friday, December 14, 2012

Words Stand Empty

All that is necessary for evil to succeed is for good men to do nothing.
But what is there to do?

At moments like these
Questions abound
And our instinct to expound
Falls pitifully short of tragic reality
All that is left is to acknowledge

How many times does this have to happen before we recognize a responsibility to act?

We make promises and stand defiant
We wait a hallowed moment
Then plunge into the politics
And their grief becomes our ammunition
Sometimes silence is the only proper response
While mothers sit weeping in darkness
Enveloped in sorrow

At moments like these
Words stand empty.
But love abounds