If You Think the End is Near
If you think the end is near. You're already too late
If you think the end is near, then you have taken the bait
The fate of many worlds rests upon the cold shoulders of those too high above the rest of us
To care. We have relied on a depleting sources which one day won't be there when these sources are a gross imitation of what was once a birthright, like food or air turned into capital, put into boxes, stamped, taxed, mailed and limited by human law. So that those not worthy groan with the anxiety of knowing food and shelter exists but the difference between a meal and hunger a home and the street is greater than physical distance but distance of the human mind which is beyond the binds that tie us to each other. I used to wonder why I had to eat all my food because some skinny African child who looked like me except with a bloated belly, surrounded by flies was starving in some foreign land I've never seen. Until I realized that child was me. And then I wondered how this image has been transferred to my tv screen via some 30 thousand dollar camera, 10 thousand dollar trip for crew and producer and 2 thousand dollar audio equipment and no one could hand these children a sandwich. "Watch as little Najir drinks the contaminated water." For the sake of pure journalism, we accept his fate. If you think the end is near, you're already too late.
You have taken the bait if youve ever blamed the poor for being poor and not changing a society where even college graduates can't get a good job anymore. We've been fighting on both sides since the beginning of time. Thinking that years have made progress, blinking back tears as testaments to our dedication these truths appear to be self evident, that I don't give a f about you and neither does your next door neighbor or our president, not just this one but 43 down the line, thinking that if we had a woman or a black man in charge things would be fine, but every human can be bought at a price. Every great man has been offered his slice and I am afraid of the corruption that surrounds me, although I have been born into a race I am not of it. So when I hear songs that exploit my human sisters on the basis of capitalism I do not shake my head in shame, but in empathy. Because I cannot sympathize. These are not my people. And when on the news a young boy is shot, or raped, I shed a tear for this sad species, but I can no longer relate. Because I don't think the end is near, I think it's here and it's too late.
If you think the end is near. You're already too late
If you think the end is near, then you have taken the bait
The fate of many worlds rests upon the cold shoulders of those too high above the rest of us
To care. We have relied on a depleting sources which one day won't be there when these sources are a gross imitation of what was once a birthright, like food or air turned into capital, put into boxes, stamped, taxed, mailed and limited by human law. So that those not worthy groan with the anxiety of knowing food and shelter exists but the difference between a meal and hunger a home and the street is greater than physical distance but distance of the human mind which is beyond the binds that tie us to each other. I used to wonder why I had to eat all my food because some skinny African child who looked like me except with a bloated belly, surrounded by flies was starving in some foreign land I've never seen. Until I realized that child was me. And then I wondered how this image has been transferred to my tv screen via some 30 thousand dollar camera, 10 thousand dollar trip for crew and producer and 2 thousand dollar audio equipment and no one could hand these children a sandwich. "Watch as little Najir drinks the contaminated water." For the sake of pure journalism, we accept his fate. If you think the end is near, you're already too late.
You have taken the bait if youve ever blamed the poor for being poor and not changing a society where even college graduates can't get a good job anymore. We've been fighting on both sides since the beginning of time. Thinking that years have made progress, blinking back tears as testaments to our dedication these truths appear to be self evident, that I don't give a f about you and neither does your next door neighbor or our president, not just this one but 43 down the line, thinking that if we had a woman or a black man in charge things would be fine, but every human can be bought at a price. Every great man has been offered his slice and I am afraid of the corruption that surrounds me, although I have been born into a race I am not of it. So when I hear songs that exploit my human sisters on the basis of capitalism I do not shake my head in shame, but in empathy. Because I cannot sympathize. These are not my people. And when on the news a young boy is shot, or raped, I shed a tear for this sad species, but I can no longer relate. Because I don't think the end is near, I think it's here and it's too late.
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