mercy

Monsters have learned to cry

Angels weep in a darkened sky

And we fight

For things we don’t understand

Believe the lies

And watch innocents die

Why are we

So angry

Why do we persecute

The unknown

And why

Are we so scared

Why do we

Do the things we do

When we could care

And offer a hand

To those who need 

What are you 

So scared

Of

What do you have to lose

To say 

That it’s okay

To be different

We’re all here

Fighting to survive

But what’s a fight

Without a friend at our side

Take a hand

Pull someone to their feet

Don’t push them 

Down

Don’t make them feel

Like they don’t belong

Because you’re a stranger

In your own way

And any path you take

Could lead you

Down a road

You don’t belong

But look for a hand

Waving to the trenches

Look for a hand

And wrap your fingers in it

Because we are all

Different

And suffering

And we are all

Deserving

Of a chance

At happiness

And no matter our differences

Be it our skin

Our language

Or our virtues

We should stand

Hand in hand

What are you so scared of

Why are you so frightened

To give love

To give love

It’s the greatest gift

And so easy to give

What are you so scared of

What are fighting

When you watch children cry

What are you winning

When you watch children cry

What are you so scared of

When a mother

Loses grip

Of tiny hands

What are you so scared of

Why are you so angry

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Those aren’t your tiny hands

Losing

Anything

What are you so scared of

When they step across

What are you scared of

When they turn away 

From your cross

What does it do

To send out hate

To worship evil

And let it set their fate

What are you so scared of

When you see smiles

What are you so scared of

They offer peace

And they want to be 

At least a fraction of

Your happy

It’s takes nothing

To hold out a hand

More muscles needed to frown

Than to say

“Welcome to our

Little, beat up town.”

What are you so scared of

Why do you forsake

The beaten

And the broken

And they who need?

What are you so scared of?

That you rejoice

At their separation

And their desperation

What are you so scared of

That you sneer in the face of

This disguised democracy

Ripping families apart

What are you so scared of

That you think you’re better

That you want to be

The hierarchy

Of your nothing

What are you so scared of?

Watching your country

Give into evil and anger

What are you so scared of?

Giving into your vengeance

There’s no enemy 

For you to seek

Families

Seeking

Relief

What are you so scared of?

That they’ll smile?

That they’ll feel something

Beyond your anger and confusion

What are you so scared of?

That one day you’ll open your eyes

And the world will have changed

While you slept?

But it’s changed

You blinked

Your mistake

Because families

Are at stake

Children have to be saved

Open your eyes

Wider than your rage

Open your eyes

Take to the stage

Look out upon

Your neighbors

And these strangers

Fear

And chaos 

In eyes

Known and unknown

What are you scared of?

Becoming a face in the crowd?

Is that your fear?

Taking a step down?

You’ve been standing on the sidelines

A referee of life

But the joke is on you

Because you

Aren’t 

The judge here

Because you played

Into the liars games

You’ve been fooled

Is that what scares you?

Realizing you’re on the side

Of wrong doing?

It’s not too late

To set aside the fear

To forgo the anger and pain

For a moment

Take out your hand

Wave it at the trenches

Take out your hand

Hold it out

For a stranger

What are you so scared of?

You’re on the stage

You can make a change

For the better

You don’t need to be afraid

And neither do they

Do good

And good will be done

No need to be afraid

Not when the monsters can pay

Not with blood

Or with sacrifice

But with a willing hand

Willing

To take a stand

What are you so scared of?

The world is a stage

And you’re at the center of it

Plenty of space

For people

Friends and strangers

To take their place

Standing side by side

With you

It’s time. 

Take down the barricade.

Don’t give in to the lies and shame,

It’s time.

Time to stop being 

Fueled by rage.

Time.

To stop being afraid

Of change.