Changing the world in 140 characters or less
It’s a mess.
We all bow our heads
And pretend we are distressed.
we say he’s harmless, an unwanted joke
But you can’t light match then complain about the smoke
Fighting for change with our eyes tightly shut
With a look of surprise that we’re stuck in this rut
Hoping our children can finally be strong enough
Yet before their voice breaks, they make their cut.
They take their first drug before they can drive
Have sex with strangers, so they feel alive,
Child suicide figures quickly on the rise
Broken before they learn how to survive.
The media is powerful, a key for their lock
Keeping us fearful of the next knock,
Yet there’s always an iPhone to film all the shock
Society narrated by Rupert Murdock.
With wrinkles come doubt,
A resigned disposition.
The years stole away with their hopes and ambition
now unexpected kindness, raises only suspicion
They no longer question, just blind submission
And when thoughts of equality enter their head
They are forced to focus on their struggles instead
I can only surmise that it’s true what they said
“Everyone is equal when they are dead.”