Crimes of Society — Poetry

I must have seen something…

Glowing eyes of blazing flames
Cowering in a corner behind
A rusted, rat-infested trash bin
Smoke billowing from broken window panes

This is what fire fighters are for…

Lustful, groping hands
Muffled screams and cringes of fear
Under a dusted light post
Darting eyes fixed upon my back

No one rapes in plain view…

Gangs running wild in dim-lit streets
Smashings and bashings of any
Race or sex not mine, not yours
Or a lifestyle alternative to ours

But all men are created equal…

…yet, I did not stop or speak or help

©October 2015 Lori Burks

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