Oh how small we are.
You.
Human.  

Once upon a time
what happened in your town,
happened to you.

You,
were alone.
And if your neighbor
didn't care
because your neighbor
was your thief.
You either got really smart
and cunning,
or you died.

Today,
maybe,
we still are heartless
and look the other way.
Look with a blind eye
-- if at all -- about anothers bleeding.
But I think
slowly not.
        I think we care.
At least, you,
here,
and some more
         out there.

 So come
"Stand By Me"
as the world gets
a whole lot smaller
and just a wee bit stronger.

'Cause it doesn't take a lot
or take away
from your
/my
day,
and I'll stand
by you,
too.

© 2014 Sara Coslettt