We are Not Islands
A Poem About Thoughtfulness
The stress and the mess
that you see on TV
the quarrels and fights
and people wanting to be mask free
the disgust with those
who are apathetic at most
the fake fight for human rights
from those that are well off and like to boast
the real people that suffer
and are actually held back
living in bad conditions
and sleeping in sacks
no money, no job
no place to call their own
yet they are ridiculed
and put down
by the people that turned cold
it’s so sad to see
people step on the weak
what happened to honor
why do we turn the other cheek
when will we open our eyes to see
that this world is about us
and not only “me”
About the Creator
Nicole Higginbotham-Hogue
Nicole Higginbotham-Hogue is a lesfic author at amzn.to/36DFT2x. Sign-up for her newsletter at higginbothampublications.com
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