indifferent

a guy was laid out on a hot summer day located on 116th between pleasant and 1st avenue

unknown if he was knocked out, passed out, homeless

or even dead

he appeared to be alive

saw his stomach breathing up and down

what bothered me the most

is how people just walk by him and obliviously kept walking

looking at him as an opportunity to record

and promote it on instagram for mere entertainment

this is what the world has become

an amusement of cruel laughter that is not funny at all

there is no decency among humanity

where is the care for another human being?

normalization of being indiffferent to another soul is disturbingly profound

as i watch, more people just kept walking like this is everyday life

where countless bodies laid out is the way to live

and then you wonder why society depicts us as being animals

we live like animals, therefore, we get treated like animals

i had to call 911 and report the occurence of the incident

FYI- i'm not being a snitch

it's about speaking out about the level of inhumanity where nobody cares

i refuse to contribute to toxic atrocity

the fdny-emt came to provide basic necessity

they woke him up, he was able to get up on his own 

when they asked this guy to be placed on a stretcher, he refused and wandered aimlessly to somewhere that have no return

even though people said thank you

i had a hard time with the fact that we live in a world that the devil suffocates people with hatred that harmonizes not of joy

but orchestrate the sounds of indifferent tunes of outrage

 

This poem is about: 
Our world
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Comments

Carrillo.Erica96

This is realistic, and on the dot. With one poem you just described this society; the adaptation of a new civilization. Among us lie the weak-minded, simple thinkers with absolutely no consideration for others as they are desensitized.

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