Poetry

The Cure (Spoken Word)

If you don't like something change it; if you can't change it, change the way you think about it. Mary Engelbreit

 

Hanging with friends,

Did a little spending,

A little card flashing,

A little wallet bending.

Spending all over the place….

Make-up for a new face,

Five dollar food court, twenty dollar t-shirt, manicure, pedicure

Need a trim, go for a spin,

In your gas-guzzler,

Environment muzzler.

Ran outta gas, forget about a bus pass

Throw out a card, gold in plastic form

Now it’s the norm,

Life in a spending storm.

But that’s this life, what about others?

Don’t you see them?

Kids sitting on the corner,

Paper cup in front of them,

Same age as us, younger than us,

All alone,

Scared for their lives,

Protecting themselves with knives,

But no, you don’t see them.

Keep your eyes to the ground.

Maybe throw some coins around.

But do you see them?

Do you understand them?

Do you even want to see them?

Or do you want to ignore the issue?

Well I’m sorry but this ain’t no used tissue.

Growing with ignorance,

But hey ignorance is bliss,

That bit is shit.

I don’t see it as a hit.

But you’ve got your,

Five dollar food court, twenty dollar t-shirt, manicure, pedicure

Why don’t we find a cure?

For this depressing state.

Oh wait,

I forgot.

All we do is hate and skate,

Around the subject.

Last time I checked,

These kids were people,

Shouldn’t they be treated equal?

We neglect and reject,

For what?

To see a perfect world.

But that ain’t reality

It’s just your mentality.

Just society’s,

This picture is giving me major anxiety.

But don’t worry about it because you’ve got your,

Five dollar food court, twenty dollar t-shirt, manicure, pedicure,

So fuck that cure.

Who cares about the poor?

I’ll tell you who cares.

I care.

So what if I’m just one person

That can’t worsen,

The situation.

I can start a sensation,

In people everywhere.

Maybe they’ll start to care,

About the salvation,

Of today’s generation,

Who are living on the street,

Who knows why they’re there,

Maybe they got beat,

Maybe that was the only option

Does it really matter though,

Why they’re there?

We should still help them.

How can we condemn,

These kids to death by the streets?

Just because life put them there.

So next time you go to buy your,

Five dollar food court, twenty dollar t-shirt, manicure, pedicure,

Think about a cure instead,

Before these kids are dead.