Lately, I’ve been genuinely curious, I’ve been conducting some research, and I have a post from social media that I’ve found, that only increases the amount of questions that I have. Learning about so many issues within society today… I can’t understand it all. However, I can give some others one broad topic to think about. Who is making the wheels turn, and what are they doing to make things this way? We all have to assume, unfortunately, that corruption, greed, and coercion exist. We have to start truly learning, before it’s too late. Educating ourselves is difficult enough, not even considering the fact that our media can be controlled/altered. With advancing technology, we have to consider who holds all of that knowledge, and where, we the people, come in. When is it that we make sure that our opinions are heard? When is it that we stop confusing monetary value with self-worth?
Below I will share the post I was talking about previously…. I implore you, I beg you, take a moment to read, take more moments to research, I don’t have enough knowledge to tell you what to do. All that I can say is; take some time to really assess how happy you are with your country, with society, with the consolidation of money, and power. We have (as citizens) A LOT of issues to contend with, we have a lot to resolve. I happen to believe in us, I genuinely hope, that we can come together to fix things.
0 SCORE AND 7 YEARS AGO, it was assumed that teenage angst was why an upper class young man, or anyone else, would share this quote that can easily relate to anyone today. It is clear that the oppressors who have been letting us down, down, down, while we work, sleepless, are the individuals we trusted to lead us and raise this nation Under God, indivisible, with liberty and justice for ALL. Men and women have died for this cause, of a country with liberty and justice for all. Theyve died overseas, in police violence, in political killings by the gov organizations, and on the streets they call home. We can add nor take away from their greatest sacrifice for this country. Yet it is our American duty called down to us from our forefathers and every American who sacrificed their life to overthrow those who would shackle our Shepard dogs (our fighting ability), herd us like sheep (manipulated information), and sheer and kill us indiscriminately (as an expendable economic resource). These feelings have been calling for years for the purification of American Leadership. The knowledge of this feeling in our FREE American HEARTS has scared our “leadership”. So they work, sweaty as well, to keep us divided with misinformation and the rat race for money. When the government so clearly must protect itself and its corrupt institutions from the people it represents, it was George Washington who said that the people must then take the government. It is time to retake the government my American brothers and sisters. It is for us, living, to ensure that we carry the torch of those who sacrificed everything before us who died, not free, but fighting to be so . That we here highly resolve these Americans not have died in vain, but in the mighty struggle for a rebirth of freedom, and that the government OF the people, BY the people, FOR the people, never parish.
“We are the angry and the desperate,The hungry, and the cold,We are the ones who kept quiet,And always did what we were told.But we’ve been sweating while you slept so calm,In the safety of your home.We’ve been pulling out the nails that hold upEverything you’ve known.Don’t hold me up now,I can stand my own ground,I don’t need your help now,You will let me down, down, down!”
-Rise Against
There is a flag
woven into your heart.
There is a flag
whose colours were born
behind every conversation that ever left you
catching your breath,
choking back tears that caught you by surprise.
There is a flag
whose symbolism
is sitting on your shoulder
beneath the sky you can’t turn away from,
the clouds whose stories you’re aching to tell
and the vapour trails of flights
only your imagination can catch.
There is a flag
whose textures have never looked more heroic
than when the threads are worn
and frayed
and close to hopeless
in a land where sewing is outlawed
and tapestries are only for the rich and the powerful.
There is a flag
you can’t fight for
without having wiped it over your sweaty face,
wept into it
and felt it die a little in your shivering hands.
There is a flag
that stands in the face of disapproval
and water cannons
and bullets
and the screams of people with bigger placards
and catchier slogans…
There is a flag whose sentences are soft
and beautiful
and as elegant as the sunset,
simply because you hold it like the sunlight in your eyes
and don’t turn away.
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I’m moved by this piece, you are so incredibly talented
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Well, you inspired it. It’s your piece.
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