The Inner Voice

What makes people 

Do much wrong

Is it truly out of choice

Heartless and so brutal

Paying no heed to 

The inner voice.

They slash, they steal

And care two hoots for 

What they trample upon

Their selfish needs

Their prime concern

Selling humanity for a song.

The victims of the slander 

Sufferers of undeserved harm 

The anger and 

The bloody wrath 

The remnants of the storm.

We stand as silent spectators 

Part of the deafening noise 

Feeling miserable 

As we turn away 

Silencing the inner voice.

Let's take a vow

To pay some heed

And not look the other way 

Let's be the sunshine 

That does emerge 

To fade away the grey.