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I don’t know where to begin. So many things I wish I could say. So many things in this world I wish I could change. I would love to be able to take away all the pain, all the hurt, all the rage, all the sadness. But I know I can’t. Everyone wants to be rid of pain, in fact some people spend their entire lives searching of ways to rid themselves of their afflictions. Some turn to drugs, some whore themselves and some search for their answers at the bottom of a bottle. But if we want the pain to cease and all the conflict to go away wouldn’t the only logical thing to do would be to eliminate it at the source. But we don’t. Instead we just come up with excuses and ways of justifying all the wrong things that we do. And I guess it’s easy to pretend that the world is a good place when you’ve never had to live on the wrong side of the tracks. I can’t sit here with a clean conscious and tell you that everything will be ok, cause that would be a lie. You’ll find that in life very seldom will things ever be ok. In fact the world doesn’t care about you, it doesn’t care to know your name or if you even make it through the day. I don’t know what to say to you it’s not my place to judge and it’s not my place to point fingers. But I guess that I feel if I don’t say these things to you than who will.
We do all these horrible things in life and yet we’re able to walk away without feeling the tiniest bit of regret or remorse over what we’ve done. And to top it off we always have a way to justify our actions. We say things that we never mean like we say I love you. But what we’re really saying, is “I like you and I’ll keep you around till something better comes along, or “I love you but only if you can do these things for, I love you with strings attached.” And then not 2 months after we say it we’re able to throw the other away.
And we raise our kids to fit right into our picture perfect society, a country of prosperity and a land where freedom and justice reign. If that’s the case then why do the innocent suffer so badly while we let the ones clearly guilty go free. It’s cause they have the money, and people are ruled by greed. If you have the resources than you can get out of anything and never have to deal with the consequences. All we’re teaching our kids by setting this example is that it’s ok to murder, rape, steal, lie and cheat as long as you have the funds to post your bail. Our jails are over populated as it is all because of this, we can’t seem to break the cycle, we’re doomed as a nation to fall victim to demon of greed.
Why is that the ones we say we love the most are the ones we hurt the most? We beat our kids, and I guess it’s ok cause it’s for their own good anyway or so they like to say. We rape them and exploit them in a sad attempt to gain any extra cent we can. We treat them like tools and a burden and when their of no more use we throw them out on their own. We beat our spouses and you can’t tell me you’ve never seen any of this going on. I guess it makes easier to try and ignore, I guess it’s makes easier to pretend like it doesn’t exist. I guess ignorance truly is bliss. Tell my friend how do you sleep with all the cries and children thrown into the streets. You see these people every day, everywhere you go and yet you do nothing cause they keep crying out for more, crying out for redemption, for salvation for a second chance at a life that was so unfairly taken from them.
And like I said we always have a way to justify it like I said earlier. Some will say they are simply just doing god’s will. They say this and still wonder why we shy away from their faith. Millions and millions are killed every day in the name of some radical religious belief but when all is said and done nothing is gained and nothing was won. You try to convert us and preach so highly of all god’s love. But I fail to see how a god that loves the world so much that he’s send his one and only son to die for a bunch of ungrateful sinners can turn a blind eye to the troubles of the world. To the troubles of the people he supposedly made. Tell me where is god’s love and protection you speak of when a child comes to school with a broken arm and his mother has two black eyes. Please justify this to me I’ve been waiting. Is that an eye for an eye and a tooth for a tooth philosophy that the crusades so righteously enforced, where when we couldn’t convert people to our faiths we slaughtered them without any hesitation. Who are we to deem who’s worth and who’s not. Who are we to judge and say what’s wrong and what’s right?
We spend our lives trying to hide from the pain, trying to hide from the consequences of our mistakes. Some turn to drugs to try and cope and deal. But doesn’t this make you feel proud to be an american. Just knowing that you live in a county where innocence is traded for the next ******** fix. Another does, another high. Some turn to rage and we take out on those around us. Tell me does it make you feel strong and empowered to make a child cower before you? Makes me proud to be an american. Some turn to alcohol to try and help drown it all. But no matter how much you drink it never goes away. The pain is constant and sting the same. It’s nice to know that our tax dollars are going to fund the addictions and abuse of millions. We fund their lifestyles even though we so proudly look down upon it. Again I ask you how does it make you feel? Makes me proud to be an american.
We do all this and feel that we will never be made to answer to anyone. We try to laugh at it with all the humor that’s out there, I guess it helps to soften the truth. You see people that will tell you’re living wrong while they’re the ones that ******** their kids, beat them, abuse their spouse and sit in church every Sunday. I guess it’s ok cause when Sunday rolls around you can throw your two cents in the collection plate, congragualtions you’ve just bought another weeks worth of salvation. And still you wonder why we don’t want a part in all your religions and a part in all your hatred. And parents you still wonder why your kids grow up say “I don’t want to be like you.” But it’s ok cause we’ve got a new pill for everyday. A different problem, a different pill, with a different name. Medical messiah, designer Christ. I guess that’s the solution to medicate ourselves after all we are a junkie nation. Goddamn this really makes me proud to be an American.