How the hell
Do we break this spell?
I can’t tell
What’s real . . .
What’s a big deal
And what is small fries
I can’t tell what is truth
And what is a lie . . .
Is this life good
Or bad?
How many children
Made my clothes?
How many chemicals
Are in my shit?
How much longer
Can we pretend America is great?
How many lithium mines
Are needed
To feed our phones?
And it all
Grows and grows and grows . . .
And even when it gets exposed
We stay at home
In our comfort castles
And just keep
Living
We keep going
Like none of it matters anymore
We are selfish
We exploit migrant workers
And child labor
To maintain
Our comfort castles
And no one
Wants to change . . .
How the hell
Do we break this spell?
-C.H.
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