Social Expectancy

Evil hides under a cloak of caring, smiling faces.

Evil orchestrates the willing, with needs, confusion, lies, and gossip.

The deepest evils rise not from one hand alone,

But from the crowd that moves as one.

So I choose peace and love, each day, each hour.

For the one I wound with hate may hold the greatest intent.

What are you willing to do for social acceptance: turn a blind eye, hurt, show hate, gossip? Are

Are you a zombie? I am guilty of enduring silently. I am a zombie.

We all ride in the whirlpool of life, hoping we will float to the top.

Hold on to each other.