I am losing my time
I am losing my mind
I am losing to this weekly grind
Another day another dollar
Another day choked by this collar
Another day death steps closer
Day by day I waste away inside a
concrete prison for the monetary compensation needed to provide a modest living
Day by day I waste away listening to the people around me
bitching about the life they were given
Day by day I waste away in the dreams of a paradise full of
promise and light
Dismayed, Disconcerted, and disillusioned
I wander aimlessly in the misery of this purgatory
Trained from an early age to be another statistic on the
page I find myself furious with how I have been played
Obedience is the key to perpetuating this debauchery of our
humanity which has systematically suppressed the individual desires to pursue
the fulfillment of our potential
Yet, here I wait for a miracle to set me free
Yet, here I wait for the day I can be me
Yet, here I wait wallowing in self pity
What is the fucking point!?
Why do I keep returning to that joint?!
How can I overcome!?
The era where “knowledge is power” is over, if it ever was. People
now have an unquenchable thirst for the almighty dollar.
What is making me fucking sigh?!
Why do I continue to try!?
How come most days I wish to die?!
The
answer is simple: life is not fair. A majority of our human family-most of our people-are
viewed as a disposable resource used for labor and entertainment by the select
few lucky enough to be born on the throne. This is why I walk around with a
growing heaviness in my heart. We all belong to the same species, we all live
on the same planet, we all belong to the same universe; however, we cannot care
for one another as we care for ourselves. The technology we have enables us to
do so. The knowledge we possess informs us that we should. Experiences we have
shared showed us what can happen when we do. Tonight I sit silently-in a
melancholic state- at the thought of what a tragedy the human story has become.
Wrought with so many transgressions against our own brothers and sisters, I am
ashamed to call the history of our people my own. We are better, we can do
better. I am optimistic for the future, but this will only get you so far.
Action is completely necessary in order to change the perceptions of the people
in power. One person cannot make a difference; only the collective voice can be
heard. May our hearts and minds be filled with compassion for one another….
