Hey you!
On the other side of the street,
Walking by as if nothing's wrong,
Leering at what you have just passed,
Thankful it's you on the other side,
Watching me, glaring right through.
Hey you!
Not doing a god damn thing,
Thinking someone else will be there soon,
Just as much of the world would do,
Always so curious, to know what happened,
Never daring to actually be the one to help.
Hey you!
Got out of trouble this time didn't you,
Running away from the scene of the crime,
Now miles away thinking about what you saw,
Me, laid out on the side of the road, bleeding,
Once you've been punctured you're never the same.
Hey you!
Watching me die, watching me scream,
You lost your mind, what should you do?
Leave and forget you saw it, who cares, right?
Cross the street and try to help for once,
What you do will define your character for the rest of your life.
Hey you!
Hey anyone! Can anybody hear me?
I just want to go home, I was well on my way,
Stopping for a brief moment after another,
I could have sworn I was missed, I escaped,
I lift my hands, covered in red, apparently not.
Hey you!
I see myself from above am I really dead?
I see people finally coming to help,
Is it too late, will I still be okay, have I missed my opportunity?
Why did I have to wait so long for help?
I cannot be helped anymore, No one was willing to make a call.
R. E. Knight