Hey, I heard you had a really good job
Get paid so handsomely, roam around the
world
Buy things, hoard things, make abundant new
friends and win big attention
How you feel you
are the center of the universe
The thumbs are
all up for you, champion!
Big applause!
Are you a better
person now?
And you, you
have become so popular
Now that the
long-hard work is awarded
Many believe you
are the hero they’ve been seeking
Many others are dying with jealousy over
you
What’s there you keep in your closet and
under your carpet that you don’t let others know?
Are you really a better person now?
And yeah baby, you look hot now
Those pills, sweats and so-so did you
well?
Now you can look people in the face,
stare at mirrors with awe
Spread your charm around, smile
radiantly, give kind gestures and break some hearts
Blind faith to organic stuff and you make
sure you are super clean toxin-free
Grimace at other ‘dirty’ people and the
waste and the garbage
So certain you are far better than
others
Is
it how a better person supposed to be?
So you get married, raise a family, and
hatch some healthy-beautiful children
Oh you live so comfortably secure and so
socially normal
You will plan many years ahead with
confidence
Your clock is ticking and you make sure
you keep your time
Tick, tock, tick, tock…
It’s counting down towards something.
And what is that something?
Then I wonder, how is that making you a
better person?
Religious ones, again, who are you
trying to fool?
With that pious and god-fearing look of
you
Your lies turn sickly transparent
The day you go straight for the knife and
kill each other
And you scream ‘God bless us, not you!’
How can hatred possibly make you a
better person?
O wise ones,
Shamans, healers, all the so-called
spiritual people and alike
Desperate and confused souls rely on
your mysterious-clever chanting
That even you start believing your own
bullshits
Losing common sense in this real world
and misunderstanding real problems
I really don’t believe you can make
yourself a better person, let alone others
And I,
Am I a better person?
I don’t know. I can’t say. It’s hard to
tell.
All the things I had, did, tried,
believed
Could not, cannot ensure me now that I
am a better person.
You know, what I believe is,
If we are better persons than we were
before,
Then this world should be a better world
now.
But this world is surely not a better
world now.
It’s just getting worse and worse…
Or maybe I don’t understand the world
Maybe
I misread the killings, the wars, the oppression, the overpopulation, destruction,
poverty, hunger, pollution, the pain, the hatred, senselessness, selfishness,
the greed, the fear, the despair, loneliness, ignorance, the lies, deceits, manipulation,
the injustice, discrimination, violence, mistreatment, over-consumption,
neglect, addiction, diseases, the confusion, the lost souls, the alienation …
But, say, are you a better person?
Tell me, where do we go from here?
I think we are lost.
Ub, June 28, 2016.
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