THE PRICE OF SILENCE
When they came for the poor,
I was silent, because I was well-off.
When they came for the homeless,
I was silent, because I had a home.
When they came for the unemployed,
I was silent because I had a job.
When they came for the pensioners,
I was silent because I had a good RRSP.
When they came for the immigrants,
I was silent because I was born here.
When they came for the sick and disabled,
I was silent because I was healthy.
When they came for the women,
I was silent because I was male.
When they came for the children,
I was silent because I was grown-up.
When they came for the students,
I was silent because I had my degree.
When they came for the youth,
I was silent because I was middle-aged.
When they came for the Aboriginal peoples,
I was silent because I was Anglo-Saxon.
When at last, they came for me, no one was left to hear my cries.
