ARE YOU AWAKE YET? (You expected something sweet)

ARE YOU AWAKE YET? Is a burst of rage through a prompt of sweetness and peace, about the conditions of our world, the fact that we have all the resources to fix it, and the problem of "waking up" people who ignore it, or are of too high of privilege to know that it exists.



WAKE UP. 

Its not that hard to see,

that the flowers in the garden

are on fire.



WAKE UP.

The sun is too hot to bear,

and the river is full of oil

because the Winooski overflowed last week,

and took all our whatevers with it.



WAKE UP.

"How sweet" darling, the sugar

to the sweets of the industry 

comes from blood money all the same. 

Boiling backs and a environment in anguish.



WAKE UP.

Its a morning that feels like mid day, 

but there is no laughter in these halls.



WAKE UP. 

Am I the only one who finds it curious that 

we are not represented in our representatives anymore,

that rivers hardly run thinner than blood anymore, 

that we have no idea what has become of East Palestine,

that teenagers fear death far less than the withdrawal of our rights,

the withdrawal of our air, 

the withdrawal of our water,

the withdrawal of our knowledge,

the withdrawal of our voices.



ARE YOU AWAKE YET?

Maybe you have been awake this whole time,

for that i am sorry,

maybe i am speaking to loud for those below me,

and to quiet for those above me,

and in the wrong language for those who do not even know a word was said.



DO YOU HEAR ME NOW?

Do you hear me now,

all people?

millionaires?

billionaires?

trillionaires?

ConnocoPhilips?

Exxon Mobil?

In mind?

In body? 

In spirit?

In congress?

In privilege?



You expected something sweet. Didn't you?







 

Kay_The_Absurdist

VT

14 years old