The Island

Don't they understand

Why don't they listen to me

Are they stupid

What is it

Of my reason they can't see

I have thought about this for so long

Why

Why do they never listen

To my logic

They don't care

Not like I do

They're too busy

With their love lives,

their entertainment plastered everywhere

Why don't they care about the world

Why don't they care like I do

Is it so wrong for me

To worry about it all

To be the one who sees through

The horrors around the world

The dangerous people

Who seek to destroy all things

With their arrogance

And their ignorance

And what their wilfull participation brings

Must I remain an island

Isolated from their chatter

Is it so heinous of a crime

To talk of things that matter

I hate them all

For how they act

For how they smile

I hate them

How could you

Be so happy here

I remind them

I berate them

They turn away

Silent

Complicit

In all those heinous crimes

How can you contrive to feel joy

In these most dangerous times

I stand alone

And willfully

Since noone seems to care

Turn my attention rather

To the threats that are elsewhere

To those so hateful

With their greed

Who seek to rule the world

And I begin to type away

To throw back insults hurled