i love a good complacent “ally”

I have never wanted to write less

Knowing it falls on deaf ears

That those who’ll read just feed the machine

And post faux pas comments about giving a shit for those in need

But your ass is still in parked gear

Waiting for a shift that’ll hopefully come from someone else

Always waiting for the bandwagon to pass before you remember to even jump on it

It’s pathetic really

How this shit is still going on and you’re still talking about Hitler and Stalin

They’re dead.

You can’t change the past

But you can impact the present

Because people are dying now.

Now.

Now.

Now.

Now.

Still now.

Every word is an etched gravestone message for another starving being.

In the Congo.

Sudan.

Palestine.

The States.

Inuit Nunangaat.

France.

Cambodia.

Korea.

Australia.

Everywhere tainted with the stench of colonization

Because that’s the point of it.

The stench and stain of systematic death.

Survival of the whitest, don’t ya know? The richest? The thickest?

And we sit on our fat buns spouting facts about history while the present is slaughtered on Live Feeds that never fill any bellies.

But please, go on, play the game and follow the rules

Because the game makers obviously have your best interest at heart, (duh)

But you already read that book and watched that movie

And don’t worry, you’ll be the next tribute

Wait long enough and you’ll see