It always comes around
We might avert our eyes to cruelty and pretend it is not there. We chose to ignore it, wait for it to go away, and then move on as if it never happens. One day, though, we'll be the ones against the wall. One day we'll be the ones tasting the cruelty we tried so hard not to see before. On that day, we'll wish to have someone speaking for us. And when we see that no one is coming forth to stand for us, we'll see at last what we refused to see before.