"THANK YOU" signs, thanking you for aiding in their form of sadistic population control.
If this is how we are treated then a "CLOSED" sign is just another cruel scheme.
Closed? No, i need it to say open, please change, tick tock. OPEN.
OPEN! My very own life taken from me, through the sip of a cold beverage.
Cold is nothing but a product of my own greed.
A business' largest profit margin is not from their "Regular" or "large.."
its cold hard water, dense. Costing close to nothing but distributed for 350%-450% its original price.
Thievery, nothing but profit to those who mass produce freedom with a price, greed.
Refreshing, what is that o you? Nothing if u can not afford it, or anything at all.
Back breaking labor o make ends Slaughtered meat.
Nothing but a watered down rock with sheets of green glistening in the eyes of the drowned, lifeless.
Throw me in a half empty cup.
Fake pines, palms, and other assortments, no one is your type of fool, no one buys into the madness. Double take, false.
Radio messages screaming SOS but no one cared to look or notice true helplessness, we are too consumed in our own selves.
It is still sad though, to see ourselves, everyone else, the same pink flesh bags or slowly rotting meat slowly dying, yet we do nothing to help ourselves, everyone else.
My ideal world is blind.
NO differentiation in the colors created by nature... humanity.
NO eyes to read or write scriptures full of false prophets and lies.
Is that what you call a sense of guidance?
What a joke, without the existence of communication, this would not exist.
Your ability to read this, my ability to write this.
This pointless conflict. This hate. This judgement, racism, sexism, favoritism.
All of our worlds problems confined into words, -isms.
I should not be blind in one eye nor have to sleep with one eye open worrying if my very existence is at its end or if its just a coon in the garbage.
I should not have to know hate. You shouldn't have to know it either.
No "blacks" killing "browns."
No "whites" killing "blacks."
yellows purples greens.. vice versa
No overcharging, no overdrafts robbing us of our happiness.
No races to spit upon, no currency to horde.
No color, no vision, sense of the real world..my ideal world..
Just one peaceful day,
...Just one peaceful blindness
Written in June of 2011.
4 of 6. written in the later years of senior year, interesting head-space at the time. These 6 are almost unrecognizable without too much thought.