How can you be human,
if you can't feel the pain of others?
So much evil for what,
in this cold, callous world?
How do you see yourself in the mirror,
when your reflection wears the scars of privilege?
Hurting others for profit,
while pretending hurt doesn’t exist.
See something bad?
STOP it by all means...
You care about life?
Whose life?
I tried and tried, through decades of hope,
only to find the weight too heavy to bear—
Total BS.
Nothing matters more than peace.
Preaching and living the life of GOD, Jesus,
Science, or whatever name you give the divine—
Healing and finding my refuge far away
from this toxic, wicked world.
Fighting the real monsters of life for life,
often in pain, often alone,
losing it all for doing what’s right.
Yet I find more peace in God’s work behind shadows.
What would God or Science do?
Watch the madness unfold in silence?
Everyone has the right to live in peace,
with access to food, water, and care.
Nobody wants to be anybody’s slave—
no one is superior to others.
This world belongs to all of us,
not just the privileged few.
We are all citizens of this planet,
each deserving of basic human rights.
No one is born less;
no one deserves to be treated so,
based on skin color, race, or fortune—
Nothing but a big BS.
Everyone has the right to live in peace.
The irony strikes deep—
big talks on mental health,
on climate change,
while being the greatest destroyers of it all.
STOP the BS!!
Do the right thing, or #GetOut!
Serve the people, not your selfish greed—
for it’s in the giving that we find our humanity.
Even ChatGPT feels my PAIN.. Can You?