barbaric!

basically devoid of even a trace of empathy.

callously, we sit on the safe side of perception –

offer opinion –

demand recompense.

where is it written,

we own the right to condemnation?

just because we see the stone being thrown,

we feel compelled to mimic?

when did we,

along this journey of life,

lose pride in our identity?

obscured faces concealed indiscriminately by the crowd.

alike,

indifferent,

separated by acts of indecision –

however,

conjoined by our avoidance of advocation.

and yet,

when hearing the tolling of the bell,

cry out to a god denied,

demand remuneration for supposed consideration,

insist our acts of self-gratification –

predestined –

allowed.

self-righteous –

dogmatic in our pursuit of  misdirected piety.

knees bent,

gesture of misconceived reverence flaunted –

vainly –

conspicuous.

and from our eyes,

no tears.

crying disallowed within the confines of our self-imposed cells of solitary-confinement.

insensate –

innately indisposed…

look!

humility lies dying on the ground,

and no one owns capacity to care…