Ignore it - it will either go away or happen to you

We stand mute

against the screaming crowd

Voices becoming ever louder

We grow deaf to it

Ignoring the rising tide

Going on with our lives

Pretending this can't be

We are numb to it

Watch as they plea

As they are beat mercilessly

Turn and walk away

We can taste it

On our bittered tongue

As we swallow these vile pills

Waiting

For our turn

to be the screaming ones