How Are You?

Waking up this morning,
will it be my last?
I brush my teeth,
eat my breakfast,
and think about the past.

On my way to school
and these faces all around
hide their fear
behind a smile
and they weep without a sound.

No one has the answers
and everyone’s to blame
but lives are being taken
like it’s all just a game.
Human lives should matter
and prayers will just not do;
if only we took the time
to ask a simple, “how are you?”

Waking up this morning
and I just can’t take the pain.
One more punch
and one more word
and now my soul is stained.

On my way to school
and these faces all around,
they don’t know
all I hide
behind this evil frown.

No one asks the questions
and everyone’s to blame,
but life means nothing to me
and I’ll never be the same.
Human lives should matter
but I know that’s just not true
since no one took the time
to ask a simple, “how are you?”

© Autumn Siders 2018
How Are You?