not on the picket line

I always knew I wouldn't be out
If true unrest came to my time
And now it's come to pass
In my safe bubble I feel anxiety
As I watch the world outside burn
Sacrifice is the precursor to equity
What they do is better than me
There is no excuse for my priveledge
I won't justify my passivity
In my heart, I support those protesting
In my words, I support human rights
But, no, I'm not on the front lines.







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