First Post: Spoken Word

I remember the first time I really cried.
It was a time more desperate and heart breaking,
Than when the first boy i really loved broke my heart.
I never thought life was as cruel as the time i saw a kid with cancer
Sitting alone in a hospital bed,
Staring at the blank wall in front of them.
Until i saw the big picture.
I finally saw the way the world worked
And how faceless corporations' lies
Cost children their lives.
I never understood why
Some kids get new sneakers while other kids die making them.
The day i realized the american dream
Was the thing killing america
Was the day i realized everything can be bought and sold for a bargain,
Including families living in poverty that are starvin.
We live with the "every man for himself" mentality
But we live in the 21st century
Where we shouldn't have to kill to survive.
Long after the days of slavery in america,
But im sure the people in the workplace would beg to differ.
See, i always thought we were a nation that fought against injustice,
But a nightmare is in just where we are.
Journalists are tortured for revealing the source of the tension
And they forget to mention,
That homeland security has been fightin terror since 1492.
You think we'd never let another holocaust happen?
Rwanda, Burma, Dar Fur, Sri Lanka.
Genocide isn't limited to just human beings neither.
We systematically slaughter herds of animals,
Treating them as our personal slaves as if one species is any better than another.
Apparently we've also forgotten about US manufactured missles and m-16s
Or media censorship bleeping out musicians' screams.
And of course everyone is so doped up on mk-ultra
That they believe we're fightin for democracy but we've ruined the middle east and unleashed a demon.
I can only speak for myself when i say,
The world would be a better place,
If politicians were judged based on their actions instead of intentions
And if we remembered to live simply so that others may simply live.
It was when all this came crashing down on me
That i felt an unbearable weight fall on top my shoulders,
One that my body just could not carry.
Ilet myself drop with the wait of the world,
All the corruption and greed and faulty facades.
And i've been atheist since age 8,
So i didn't pray to no gods.
I am no slave to no masters, just me myself and i,
As well as the hope that i can better the world before the day that i die.
So i brushed the saturated tears from my eyes
And decided the world is worth saving even if most people are blind.