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When they are gone, people will scream Lungs bursting with rage at what was done But the real perpetrator is themselves For their lack of action, For seeing evil, but not lifting a finger to stop it When they are gone, people will cry Salty tears of regret flowing down their faces And they will lament that not enough was done For everything that was lost, For everything they could have stopped Silent murder is taking place Only when it is too late will people open their eyes, To see what their inaction has failed to prevent When they are gone, When they are gone