in your house of glass,
does it really matter,
the temperament of your intention?
the ambition of your consideration?
surely you understand closing your eyes does not absolution bring.
merely disregarding conflict –
deters nothing more than ownership of conviction.
at the end of the day –
when it seems the battle won –
that same still small voice will remain.
regardless curtains of indifference –
there will always be light shining from someone Else’s window.
and you there –
hiding –
so you presume –
in shadows that merely create contrast between the light of wrong,
and the darkness you choose to cover up the right.
standing too close to the edge 