Walk

There is a war out there. There is war in here. 

There is war in my heart 

About this place I love. 

Where the majority of people 

With the means and tools to understand 

Would prefer to live in darkness. 

To accept the war for their benefit. 

They drive in oversized vehicles 

Consumed by consumption. 

Consumed by the images and self-interests of an unregulated corporate communism. 

Where each individual accepts the opiate of society 

Striving to dictate every like, dislike. 

Striving for ignorance among its people 

Striving for complacency 

Comfort in the over-abundance of materials 

Plundered from converted export economies of already 

Impoverished nations, 

Who see their best land ransomed to the highest bidder 

And their harvests siphoned in the same direction— Away from them. 

Acceptance of corporate culture 

Power still in the hands of a few 

Blinded by the misrepresentation of words such as: 

Freedom Liberty Patriotism 

Freedom for whom? 

Liberty for whom? 

Defending the interests of whom? 

Those same few. 

I am one of those few. 

I take no comfort. I take no comfort in something forcibly taken from others 

And people around me just sit in front of the opiate 

Admire their big guzzling SUVs, 

“Supersized” meals, bottled water, 

And “teardown” houses. 

One upping their neighbor, 

Their ex-spouse. 

There is a war out there. 

There is a war in here. 

We are the instigators. 

We are the perpetrators. 

We are our worst enemy. 

It is time to walk 

To continue walking in the direction of change, 

In the direction of an inclusive world; 

Dispel the myths of fundamentalism. 

Myths that bind the heart, 

Blind the eye 

And drown out the diversity of life. 

I choose to walk.