So Little Hope

The sun shines brighter

But I never want to get up

There’s no room for me

Not in this propped up, tricked out

Plastic kind of of the world

Where everybody tries to be better

Than the person on the outside

Rather than improving the one

On the inside

This world, where blood

Flows faster than the seas


Rise higher than any mountain ridge

And babies

Reduced to piles of organs and waste

This is not my world, not my world today

Unfortunately, this is the world of yesterday tomorrow



People seem to be happy watching

One person die, and claim it within right

Yet another, and claim certain brutality

Good on you, humanity

For deciding who is more worthy of life

Maybe that’s why

We have so little of both

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