The Callous

She weeps there Sobbing Shrieking Screaming through the walls He stands there Leering Laughing Loitering in her midst All the while forever missing that essence in his soul While he rips her innocence into shreds Rings Rings Rings Her death toll And all the while that piece of humanity Engraved in each one's mind Is somehow lacking in his thoughts As he cannot seem to find That whisper that forms a differentiation Between the thin pale lines of wrong and right A C O N S C I E N C E He's losing sight For without this We are merely blind...