racing around
ignoring the pleas for attention of desparate souls
caught up in our own importance

what care I for those I pass
they did not stop when i was in need

ignorant of everyday disasters
convinced that we are the height of greatness

conflict means nothing if I am not hurt
faceless, nameless victims

victims of our own making
our ignorance
our uncaring nature

we forget that life is fragile
how many of those I passed needed help that only I could bring?
and yet I walked on by
ignoring silent pleas for help

invisible people
with pleading, tear-filled eyes
looking at me

and I with my cloak of self-importance
walk on by
Queen of my own world