Systematic Problem

As snow filled the lonely streets with despair and a raging discomfort, the families fled from homes that were taken from them. They fled because the poverty they had fallen into, had finally taken everything they had from them.

A peaceful surrender many had encountered and others had tried to avoid, a true discomfort that the snow had brought. Though no one seemed to noticed, notice the pattern that the system had created.

You see, no one sits around in each other’s shoes any more, no one experiences the same circumstances as everyone else. But no one can see that, not one single person can say they have felt the same pain you have felt, as you watch your children’s faces slowly break down. They break down, when you tell them you have nowhere else to stay, because the system only takes, but never gives.

As the system takes but never gives, they sit and relax as they don’t have to go through the motions that they have put others in. They don’t go home every day and think about being evicted, they don’t think about the reality they put people through.

They only act, act in the way that the system has created them to be. A flaw that everyone sees, but can never be talked about, they aren’t the humans that God had created, they are the power that the Man created. But you see, we don’t question such power, we let it be, we don’t act against it because the Man had created such monstrosity that we led to believe was an equal system for everyone.

There’s people dying every day, and no one seems to care, yet when they show so little interest, they get shut down. It’s an unfathomable reality, because every single person can pretend to care or to actually know what’s going on within the reality that the world has come to.

A cruel distinguished pain has begun to grow within myself, because I feel like everyone has faced different situations that have endangered us and no one seems to notice. A lament full of hope, to realize that this Christmas eve, my children will have no gifts, no laughter, no chance of survival if I don’t get them out now.

No one seems to notice, notice that the truth in the reality has been broken into pieces that can’t be mended. No one can see, that the power has corrupted the innocence of humanity, the loving way a child was cherished, during holidays, they kick out people, people who once had a home, are now homeless and devoted to the day to day asking for a meal, a place to stay.

Though the government is broken and corrupted because the cruel reality is no one cares, no one cares about the people being evicted, being destroyed little by little, they never realized that the depth of the actions they are making have traumatized society.