I write this with a knot in my stomach and tears in my eyes. Another one lost to their own mind. When are we going to stop being so blind? When will we see the festering sore in society’s eye? The sick are getting sicker. The poor are getting poorer. Devalued down to a dollar sign.
“Give me your tired, your poor, Your huddled masses yearning to breathe free, The wretched refuse of your teeming shore” but only if you can afford
The treatments
The pills
The stigma galore
Payment of tribute
Growing more and more
Yet the beast it awakens
A beast deep inside
The beast of insatiable appetite,
Her cravings never subside
The beast of purloined sleep who haunts the waking
The soul laments,
Just someone, please!
Please care!
Someone please see!
Im not all who I pretend to be.
This weight is too heavy. Too heavy for me. Please rush to my aid before the beast collapses on me
Asylums no longer
Coverage denied
Except consumers of privilege
The rest left to try to survive
Live on the street or take your own life?
The soul’s cries unheard and unseen
Too absorbed by the LEDs and the next big thing
Obsessed with sociallite
Consumed by materiality
When did I let this define me?
Forgetting the brother, the sister, the lover and friend
Humanity is tied together by one simple thread
“Love one another as I have loved you”
We all need each other in the end


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