We can’t straddle fences 
once the barbed wire goes up. 

We can’t walk a fine line 
when the lines have blurred into nonexistence. 

We can’t look the other way 
when there ceases to be any other way. 

If we concede that this is the best we can hope for,
we are forsaking hope and forsaking one another.

It's time.

We are only as helpless as we allow one another to be.