Current Status

5th avenue

in boxing gloves

what's tied to you

they want to have

two bags from saks

red bottom shoes

random attacks

mask and tattoo

a faceless shape

in hooded gear

your first mistake

pod in your ear

your head turned down

cell phone in hand

knocked to the ground

gunpoint demands

helpless and alone

though in a crowd

but what chills to the bone

is - no one raised a brow

walked on by

can't be bothered

walked on by

not involved

not their circus

or monkey

humanity is dissolved

with no concern for another

nothing lost, nothing gained

not a tear or a shudder

self preservation displayed

no extra seats on the subway

no one to hold open a door

rage explodes on the freeway

with weapons hid on the floor

we push and shove in the aisleways

so damn important to be first

sensitivity has gone sideways

pictures of us - at our worst

what will it take to rekindle

and remember, love is the prize

find the soul and the twinkle

in another one's eyes

So lend a hand

and raise your voice

for when it comes to man (kind)

we are wild by choice