"I want to see blood!"

"I want to see hate!"

"I want to see pain written on your face!"

That is what I hear when a person chooses to watch.

To involve themself in a matter more degrading than name calling.

When words are  not enough, we need to add fists to mix.

My heart turns away in sympathy

My face is stuck with disbelief .

The nerve of them.

The nerve of me.

I shake my head, why is it never enough-

"Oooo! A fight!"

"Move, I can't see!"

To just-

"Boo! Ya lame as hell!"

"So boring, ain't nobody do nothin' !"

Walk away...