We the humans are dead

Another candle out on the roof of the world
a flash of orange goes yellow and is lost.
The night grows darker yet again
but its ok, we are blind.
We are deaf or we just don't hear
the march of jackbooted feet
on babies of wrong kind.
Our mute faces don't scream for your women
while their wombs are ripped out.
And our impotent arms don't rise up in rage
to unshackle the children of Shangri-La from chains.
Don't look at us, for we certainly won't even look at you
miserable wretches with our glamor addicted eyes.
Your pleas for help will be heard
but save your dying breath for they will go in vain.
Don't you see how useless we are my brothers?
Don't you know?
that for all intents and purposes,
we the humans are dead?
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This one is for those who have given their lives to bring oppression to light. Though the world chooses to ignore their pleas for help, there are at least some who see it. I see it. Do you?

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