"Ignorance is bliss,"
As the saying goes.
A statement as true as can be.
While we wander through life,
What we don't see,
Are the people called,
"Nobodies."
We don't know their names,
Nor are we aware of their stories.
The nobodies are no good.
Poor, hungry and ill.
You say you've never seen such a sight?
Look around.
To our left and to our right.
People leading different lives.
Have we tried to help?
Have we made an effort?
Not now, not ever.
But, why not?
Oh!
Well, what if we become a nobody?
Going unnoticed, day in and day out.
What would happen then?
The fear sets in,
Like a monster in the closet.
We can't go that low,
Can't become trash on the street.
Nobody will care for a nobody.
Nobody will notice the nobodies,
Like a fly on the wall,
Or a crack in the sidewalk.
Because as the saying goes,
"Ignorance is bliss."