We scroll past
starving children
to buy shoes we don’t need
and call it life.
Babies are born
with lungs full of poison,
their bodies warped
by toxins we dumped for profit.
Mothers wrap sons
in flags
like it softens
the sound of a coffin closing.
We skin the earth
for gold and oil
and hang it on our necks
while forests burn
and oceans bleed.
We worship Gods
but not Their creation.
Pray louder
than we love.
Animals scream in silence.
Children rot in camps.
Water is sold.
Air is dying.
Truth is filtered.
Kindness forgotten.
We kill over dirt
though we are made of stars.
We hoard
while others die thirsty.
This is not a world,
it is a graveyard
we are still digging
with our eyes wide open.
-Cyrus K.