“I didn’t know what to do about any of it. I turned off the TV until the next crisis came.”
To exist below, is to witness the rich and powerful
play at being God;
tearing apart societies and
intruding upon communities
they have no part of.
Their fingers are in every pie,
upturning it upon the counter
leaving with their hands
stained.
I know instantly, we all do.
Their actions live streamed,
each of us connected, wired – stuck
together, watching as they decide
one life is worth more than
hundreds.
One blanket statement,
comes the upset of countless lives,
fears paramount.
The world wide web and her
access to wisdom,
the answer to any question
at the touch of my fingertips
and yet i still ask:
do you even care?
but they don’t care, do they?
They never see the blood, the tears, the heartbreak
caused by one wet signature.
Fourth year English and Creative Writing Student.


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