If you’re not willing to risk your skin for the love of the fight,

You’re simply sacrificing that of the ones you love instead.

There is not a single human being so sacred and above

That they will not be brought down by the hatred of others

Eventually.

There is no honor in keeping your good values locked away at home,

Where you can hide and cradle and kiss them like a dirty affair

While the world gets worse.

You are not justified for being afraid; everyone has always been afraid

For the entirety of time; that’s the inheritance of human design

The difference is whether or not they choose to do something about it.

It is not privilege to be given the opportunity of silence

You are just lucky enough to be chosen for a trial of anesthesia

Before the amputation.

If you stand for nothing,

At least do your loved ones the favor of standing up

While you watch them be led to the gallows on channel Five;

That is,

If your ass can bear to part from the chair that holds you upright

Because now you’ve got nothing else to do the job;

No morals, no voice, no people.

S.B.Smith