I do nothing.
Just a note- this is from a few months ago. I am working to become a better person and can confidently say I've spoken up about all these issues. I've gotten far along enough to post this and look back to realize how far I've come, so I wanted to share it with those going through the same developments.

Holocaust.
The words plastered on the board infront of me.
Persecution.
Hatred, killing, we can all agree this is terrible.
Supporters.
Nazis, going against the human rights of people
Bystanders.
I stare at my paper for a few moments, tapping my pencil.
How did Bystanders help Hitler in Nazi, Germany?
The question, a small blank for an answer.
I tap my pencil harder.
My stomach twists.
Not from the horrific events,
Not from their crimes,
but from how close it feels to me.
I stare.
And I do nothing.
They did nothing.
I do nothing.
Fear.
I want to speak up about my teachers but
Fear.
I want to speak up about my mental health but
Fear.
I want to speak up for Gaza and Palestine but
Fear.
I want to speak up about ICE and protest but
Fear.
And I do nothing.
They did nothing.
I do nothing.
But I will say something.
only to myself.
by·stand·er
noun, a person
who is present
at an event or incident
but does not
take part.
Similar:
Neighbors in Nazi Germany,
The silence in the face of slavery,
Me.
About the Creator
Simply Scribbled
Just a girl who needs to get her thoughts out.
Writing to make sense of it all, one poem at a time.
Planning to share the messy, unfiltered moments that live in my mind.
Just to write, to read, to figure out what I am.

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