You supposed to draw a red line,
Or a line in the sand,
In front of, not behind, you,
So people know they can't pass.
You supposed to take an action
In protection and not in hindsight.
Not when the bodies of the dead
Create a ladder reaching the sky.
Strength doesn't mean anything
If the only thing you offer is a shrug
And a ton of complacency.
Like a handshake followed by “good luck”.
And Never again must mean
“I will” not “I should've”.
Because an apology won't bring back
All the people that have starved.
You are pathetic.
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