Witness

I’m perfectly camouflaged

in the gray scale,

you call reality,

the background.

When you least expect it,

I’m there.

Bearing witness to

the evil,

the ignorance

and arrogance,

you practice.

It makes my stomach

turn inside out.

And my mind races

with countless questions.

But the worst part of all,

is the fact that you

don’t think

you’re doing

anything wrong.

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