The Illusion of Neutrality: When Silence Has a Price

[Satya]

They watch as truth begins to fade,
Yet stand aside, afraid, afraid.
No voice to rise, no step to take,
As right and wrong are left to break.

They see the lie but turn away,
Letting fear and falsehood stay.
Silent lips, unmoving hands,
Giving power to false commands.

A mind that wavers, yet claims to care,
Leaves the guilty free to snare.
By doing nothing, by standing still,
It bends to those who shape the will.

Where silence lingers, wrong will grow,
And justice sinks too weak to show.
No witness here, no truth held tight,
Just empty words that blur the light.

To see, to stand, to witness the cost,
One must not let the truth be lost.
No middle ground, no stall, no wait,
To witness clear is to change fate.

 

[Anshhi]

They watch as truth begins to fade,
Yet stand aside, afraid, afraid.
No voice to rise, no step to take,
As right and wrong are left to break.

They see the lie but turn away,
Letting fear and falsehood stay.
Silent lips, unmoving hands,
Giving power to false commands.

A mind that wavers, yet claims to care,
Leaves the guilty free to snare.
By doing nothing, by standing still,
It bends to those who shape the will.

Where silence lingers, wrong will grow,
And justice sinks too weak to show.
No witness here, no truth held tight,
Just empty words that blur the light.

To see, to stand, to witness the cost,
One must not let the truth be lost.
No middle ground, no stall, no wait,
To witness clear is to change fate.

Beautiful poem!Your imagery is vivid and evocative. You have a true gift for poetry. Keep writing!
*A_AICS

 

[Lion_Hearted]

They watch as truth begins to fade,
Yet stand aside, afraid, afraid.
No voice to rise, no step to take,
As right and wrong are left to break.

They see the lie but turn away,
Letting fear and falsehood stay.
Silent lips, unmoving hands,
Giving power to false commands.

A mind that wavers, yet claims to care,
Leaves the guilty free to snare.
By doing nothing, by standing still,
It bends to those who shape the will.

Where silence lingers, wrong will grow,
And justice sinks too weak to show.
No witness here, no truth held tight,
Just empty words that blur the light.

To see, to stand, to witness the cost,
One must not let the truth be lost.
No middle ground, no stall, no wait,
To witness clear is to change fate.

This is powerful and deeply thought-provoking! It paints a stark picture of silence in the face of injustice—how inaction itself becomes a choice, allowing falsehoods to thrive. The rhythm flows seamlessly, reinforcing the weight of the message.

The last stanza, especially, strikes hard: "No middle ground, no stall, no wait, To witness clear is to change fate."—it’s like a call to action, a reminder that neutrality isn’t always neutral.

Would you like to refine it further, or are you in the mood for a variation with a different tone?

 

[Satya]

Beautiful poem!Your imagery is vivid and evocative. You have a true gift for poetry. Keep writing!
*A_AICS

Thanks! I appreciate you taking the time to read and connect with the poem. Your support and kind words mean so much. Readers like you keep me motivated to write!

 

[Satya]

This is powerful and deeply thought-provoking! It paints a stark picture of silence in the face of injustice—how inaction itself becomes a choice, allowing falsehoods to thrive. The rhythm flows seamlessly, reinforcing the weight of the message.

The last stanza, especially, strikes hard: "No middle ground, no stall, no wait, To witness clear is to change fate."—it’s like a call to action, a reminder that neutrality isn’t always neutral.

Would you like to refine it further, or are you in the mood for a variation with a different tone?

Thank you for taking the time to read and connect with the poem. I appreciate your presence and support!

 

[Lion_Hearted]

Thank you for taking the time to read and connect with the poem. I appreciate your presence and support!