My Call to Action
I call it as I see it.
I always speak my mind.
What’s the point of mindless chatter
when there are so many things to do,
to fix,
to change?
I don’t understand your desire for
self-appeasement,
your endless need of materialistic
promises.
Your self-centered wishes remain
meaningless
within a world where tragedies slither like
serpents of Satan.
You laugh with the sobs of others and
wrap yourself into their skins, which still scream out
in pain.
I call it as I see it.
I always speak my mind.
Even when my opinions stand alone,
unpopular at best,
I cannot be silenced.
I stand tall and challenge
the traditionally accepted values
and beliefs belonging to
society.
It is time for a change,
and I must be a
catalyst,
for we have remained here within
this state
for much too long.
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