It’s sad because I’ve been saying this since I was 16 and working for McDonald’s
Where they scheduled me for full time hours, forcing me to drop out of school
That the whole focus of society
Was making more poor people, and the rich richer
And people try to guilt others, saying if they aren’t an active part of the resistance they’re a problem because they can just do something
But my voice never changed anything
I watched on in horror as adults on Facebook tried to school me on economics
When they belittled me and told me I’d figure it out when I grew up
Seeing the world around me slowly fall into disrepair
Only for rich people to buy it up for fancy condos or fancy shops no one can afford
How they screamed at me, the minimum wage worker, even at 16, to just move somewhere else
As if every poor person evacuating a city wouldn’t cause pandemonium
Oh and as if it was possible
I want to do an experiment
Where every person who worried about food or rent this month just didn’t go to work on a set day
But of course they’re worried about food and rent and can’t do that
And that’s the point
They made protest legal but made it impossible for anyone to properly mobilise
Protests done with millions wishing they could have
I tried so hard
And still this is my world
And I’m sure I’m not the only one who feels like just giving up because they won’t listen
Intent on their own destruction
I don’t know what to do now, truthfully
Because it feels like it’s too late
It feels like they win
The world is in chaos
While they live their vacation life
Not concerned with the damages they do to anything on Earth including she herself
Please tell me how to bring it into proper alignment
I don’t know the answers
I just knew all along that something was wrong
I think it has something to do with each person seeing others as an equally valid and deserving human being.
But it’s not like I can foresee exactly what happens
How
You leave me to ponder at the back door
Agonize at the back door
With my tiny megaphone into the web
Is it even on?
Better for humanity
That’s what I want
Collectively
None of this living a fine life in our “developed” countries while there are people literally starving
Even in our “developed” countries themselves
But the megaphone I tried to scream into was broken
And the world asked
What now?
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