No Answer

How did we get here?
Immense pressure creating diamonds
But the value is not worth the coal that’s being used

Constant rubble falling on heads
Buried up to the nose just enough to see all around
But not enough to speak

The diamonds recovered are fought over by the chosen few
Put over their eyes so all they see is shine
Not knowing it’s all the same to be blind

Not seeing the rubble therefore not able to change
Leaving men and women alike seeing the shine but never obtain
Wanting to be like them dress like them but only for fame

Some begin to dig out for the desire of more
Others stay put justifying feeling sore
But none see where the problem is at its core