Wednesday, April 18, 2012

Our Society 4/18/12


It happens that fast.
One minute you are an average collage student.
And next your in a fight for your life.
Maybe because of something as simple as sunlight.
The warmth it creates, reaches into your core.
Leaving it, you somehow feel better than before.
It gives you this "beautiful" glow.
It's sad our society would risk their own lives because of a standard.
A standard set that is far to high.
Far from beautiful. Fake and unreal.
There is nothing about bleached blond hair or a terrific tan that is healthy.
It doesn't make you look perfect or make you look pretty.
It doesn't take away any of your self Pitty.
It doesn't make you beautiful, Kind, Or witty.
All of that comes from somewhere deep within.
If only our society could open their eyes and realize.
They have a their own hand in taking so many lives.
Invisible bloodshed.
But names that are impossible to ever forget.
Names like Glenna Kohl. Ashlyn Conner. Phoebe Prince.
What does it take to exercise common sense.
Let children be children.
At school, They act brutal.
Most likely from an absence at home of proper tools.
No dollar is ever worth a human life.
Or a child at 10 being the one to take their own life.
Doesn't that make you want to scream. Helplessly cry. Throw something.
No child should ever be the only one standing alone in their army.
Scared and helpless. Forced to fight.
Funny how something like "Facebook" has taken over the world in a sense.
But yet people are still starving.
Kids, Feeling the only way out is by committing suicide.
Child sex abuse at an all time high.
Everyday cancer is still taking lives.
People in Japan still searching for their lost family.
Missing Husbands, children and wives.
7 billion people in the world.
Nobody notices one lost little girl.
Some entered the 21st century unable to read a book or sign their names.
You ask me how many? Nearly 1 Billion.
Women around the world spending several hours in a day.
Simply collecting water.
Exact number of children in the world. 2.2 Billion.
In poverty. 1 Billion. (Every second child)
640 Million left without adequate shelter. (1 in 3)
121 Million children out of education worldwide.
22 thousand children, Due to poverty, Die.
Well all spend time updating statuses with absolutely nothing worth while.
Compared to these world events.
We should be inspired to create as much change as we can in our Short lifetimes.
Making people entirely too rich with stupid shit.
Like bottled water and Instagram photos.
Thousands of hopefulls spending thousands hoping to win the lotto.
What is wrong with my kind. Why do I feel so different.
Why does it feel like I am the only one who thinks of these things.
Why do I not care about a fairy tale wedding with a big fat ring.
I can't help but to be who I am.
I just wish there was more people on my side.
To go to war with me to do our part in changing lives.
Instead of worrying about how much money we make.
How big our house is. keeping up with the Kardashians.
Open your heart and keep it open.
Like a sponge. Let truth be absorbed. Let it soak in.
Despite the sting. Despite it being painful.
It only makes you better.
You don't live forever.
Remember that and choose how you wish to spend your time.
Worrying and caring only for yourself and yours.
Or growing 10,000 limbs to extend.
To show people changes are possible.
If you find your strength to triumph.
Hurdle every single obstacle.
Remain strong within through the rough terraine.
Speak out. Speak Up. Be heard. Find that lost little girl.
Do something that has a purpose.
Don't spend your spare time at clubs being wasteless.
Buying into the latest trends Or what some editor at a magazine thinks is in.
Find something that expands you within to constantly re invent.
Making you a better person with every milla second. Every breath.
It is never too late. To put your own hand in trying to change your fate.
To change something within yourself.
Put yourself out to the sharks just to offer your unappreciated help.
Even while being unappreciated.
Remember that God is always watching.
Like elastic. You can only stretch it so far until it breaks.
Stretch it to that limit. Until the line is shaking.
There is so much more to ourselves that we know we are even capable of.
All the world really needs. Is a whole lot of love.

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