Today's Fear, Tomorrow's Reality: A Poem

The sink is filling quickly even though the faucet is still dry

The air is getting cooler thought the sun continues to swell

And the bodies break and tear even though the man is running and walking

I used to know him quite well

A muffled cry is heard over the headline of the paper

A scream comes into focus from the picture above

"Children are dying, people are lying, a couple has just fallen in love"

Is this home, the place that i'm in? If so I don't think it's me that it's for

Is it made to benefit evil, the cheats, the conceited?

-I don't want to be here anymore

Freedom is prison when everyone is not invited

Feminism without intersection is hate

Democracy without people is quite secluded -what about "united" ?

Walk straight, walk straight, walk straight

Love with walls is torture

Being within confinement is a treatrous feat

Living with no means is an uphill battle

"Work harder- you're not enough" -"We are trying"

..repeat

Foundations already uneven foster bigger cracks

The pavement is still caving in

My throat is closing and the cough is scorching

Will you be there for me thick and thin?

The bubble is almost about to pop

Maybe it already did

I was too busy working and trying and buying

To really see what's been outside my window since i was a kid

I was bound by control

But also saved by my family and friends and my love

But I was a lucky one

I can't forget it all.

I have to use my voice

I am still here

I can't be at peace when hate drives harder than love

And families aren't together

And people are locked up

And justice isn't justice

And the temperature is rising

And populations are dying

And people are being forced to obey the same law that shoots at them

And terrible history repeats itself and people turn a blind eye

And ignore

Some are pretending like this isn't a crisis

Some are pretending that all is well

Some claim to help their neighbors and then leave extra fruit out to rot

Return to empathy.

To Love.

To Kindness.

To listening.

To action.

To organizing.

Because today's fear could be tomorrow's reality

And yesterday's reality can find its way to you today

We don't have much time left

To try to get it right