so let me know if I’ve got this straight?
you work night and day at this intense fast pace,
for bits of ‘paper’ that you call money
like bees that work tirelessly to produce honey
.
but you all work for the dead flesh of trees
that massive corporations seize
murdering great oaks by the million,
for a handful of people to make a few billion
.
and then you slaughter animals
to make things called purses and holdalls
all to put dead tree flesh inside -
a holder which you carry with pride?!
.
you even fashion this skin to dangle from your arm
to carry other trinkets and charms
and things called ‘keys’ to lock your ‘doors’
(the flesh of slaughtered tree ancestors)
.
and what’s their purpose you hear me say?
Ah yes, to keep the rif raf at bay
human animals penned in ‘council estates’
unable to pay for things called ‘rates’
who come to steal that which you hoarde
because sharing is a concept so very absurd
.
so, back to that animal sack on your shoulder
that’s become this fashioned thing holder
exchanged for a lot of dead tree flesh
and woven by designers who are revered as the best
.
days or weeks of your time exchanged
for the very best in leather mange
is the life of an animal really worth this?
to become a thing holder of dried flesh?
.
but the problem here is not you, it’s me
for calling out this insanity
About the Creator
Kayleigh Fraser ✨
philosopher, alchemist, writer & poet with a spirit of fire & passion for all things health & love related 💫
“Darkness to me is like water to the sea”
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