2 BillionA Poem by Michael Reggiani2 billion people in the world and we have the audacity to think we matter where did we get the balls? in reality we don’t really mean anything at all and yet some of us are still waiting for the fall to keep the walls from caving in watch every word come out of our mouths like a f*****g cartoon making sure we never sin. God Damn. who the hell are we? walking on this world like we DESERVE to be. like its our RIGHT to live and be alive but what is life if were living in a lie, living to die? a fabricated existence built around material goods and a faith in the unknown only to keep the fear of what is already known buried deep inside nowhere to hide, this atmosphere is paper thin in reality were simply just a speck of dust drifting in the wind so ill succumb to the world around, ill become a slave simply to survive find a job get a girl settle down, with the hope ill feel alive but if I succumb ill surely die Ill go to school and become a slave to a financial lie find a job that’ll get me buy smoke a little weed and get a little high forget all about my s****y life and my pay that sucks find a girl who I will inevitably hate. but at least she sucks cause how can you find love in a haystack of lies were living like f*****g flies were born into a system... a well oiled machine that produces a generation of zombies obsessed with what the’ll never have, stressed out of their f*****g minds It’s obscene. The American Dream? its a nightmare and thats the f*****g truth but fighting the system? its no f*****g use. so maybe theres nothing to being human and maybe theres nothing at all I’m coming to grip with the fact that were all alone on this deflating ball and now i too find myself waiting for the fall It's true I was raised christian but I’ve developed a habit of habitually sinning and I don’t know if jesus could see us or if he’d even bother to free us, or if he should cause even if he could do you think wed see him behind all these material goods do you honestly believe we deserve to divinity that we were born to crave how many lives have you bothered to save face it, were all just a bunch of f*****g slaves paralyzed by the chains of our minimum wage and i wonder, if everything that created me will be satisfied with all that i created, all that i came to be its insanity and I’m slowly bleeding out slowly figuring out, theres no ryhm or reason to this game thats why were all insane, thats why were willing to believe theres a reason for this pain maybe were all alone, maybe were born to die maybe theres no other reason no reason to be alive but we take what we’ve been given and forget the things we bought before we rot, learn to love the things we got and before we turn to dust, you must understand there is a reason for it all, it does not revolve in the hands of all powerful god It's all a facade were taught to fear what we love and lust So before we become one with this lonely cold earth crust Understand one thing: it's just you and I and Us
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