READ MY MIND

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tw mentions of genocide/murder

when the world
is in flames,
and innocent people everywhere
are dying
with unjust cause;
when those elected to
protect us
turn out to be
the ones out to get us
just waiting till
we have our guards down;
when the streets
run red
with the blood
of millions;
is ignorance truly as blissful
as some
make it out to be?
the news is too sad to bare,
so turn off the tv,
sit and stare
at yourself in the mirror,
find new things to stress over—
imperfections
of the skin
rather than imperfections
of this world.
put down books to
instead pretend
ignorance of humanity's failings
will grant
a more fortunate future
to those willing
and young enough
to brave it.
as if learning from mistakes
is not the path
to a brighter future.
ignorance may be bliss,
but it's hard
to ignore the shouting in the streets.
we're outside your home,
fighting for
things you've been granted
as a birth right.
how can you so easily look away
from hometown genocide?
ignorance is bliss,
but what will you do when you find
your friends dead
knowing
you could've done something
to prevent it?
and i know
you will not use your grief
as fuel for an anger
that will convince you
to finally
do something,
you will not let it be the catalyst
to your
action, you will not
let it motivate you to help our cause.
you don't get
what all the fuss is about—
you don't want to get it.
you will remain
in your echo chamber
till the day you die and if you die
by my hands,
i'm not the one to blame.