You Will Still Remain.

Christopher, I saw your picture and now I can't sleep.
Fevered dreams of my best friend and his girlfriend just laying in the street.
I felt so useless. I felt so upset.
Another act of violence in my hometown that almost everyone will try to forget.

Christopher, I was gone for a spell.
But I'm home now. Tell me, how can I help?
I'm willing and able.
Everything is on the table.
Tell me, how can I help you sleep at night?

We need to shed our indifference for a new skin of intolerance towards violence perpetuated by ignorance and strengthened by silence.

We can't be silent.