Drowning in Society
As a child you swim.
Contently.
Naiively.
Ignorant of the evils lying below.
Waiting.
Watching.
As you grow,
there's a weight added to your ankle,
every year you turn older.
Making it harder to swim.
Harder to breathe.
You begin to notice
the evils within.
You get dragged
deeper and deeper until you start to drown
in the pool of lies and desperation.
You begin to notice
all the hatred and discrimination
crawling out of the mouths
of brothers and sisters,
mothers and fathers,
friends and foes,
you.
You realize that you are the reason
you are drowning.
You are contributing to the evils of society.
You could have freed yourself
and others
from those weights,
from those chains.
but you chose not to
you chose to drown.
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