So What About The People? Poem by Cynthia Buhain-baello

As Debts swallow focus and heart
Entices our Will to grasp at thin rope,
Hoping that a salvaged life could start
Like a Sphinx from the ashes, to grope.

Who cares for Labor bent down in toil?
Who cares for the fraying family ties?
Who looks for values eroded in soil,
Who searches for Truth amongst the lies?

Who cries for the trivialization of Life,
For the massacre done on Childhood?
Who chooses to stand for what is right
Who would give their all for what's Good?

Governments rule like we are not able
To speak, to hear, to make a choice
They simply ask 'What about the people? '
And we nod in silence, for we've lost our voice!