searching for something better,
thinking life can be wrought by a will.

⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀We are deaf dumb and blind.
Born on a steel plate, mothers barely get to hold their young.
Living only through a screen while beggars die at our footsteps.
Drugged and stupefied, we don't stop to think the game is rigged.
⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀There are times I feel so ashamed and I think we all ought to.

⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀We see riches do what they want.
Covered in silk and oil, they fuck kids in plain sight.
The whole world chained and maimed while they play golf on a yacht.
Stunned by blitz, we accept surviving as fantasy and drowning as reality.
⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀There are times i feel so mad and i think we all are.

⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀We see no future.
But we know power never lasts, we know how to dare to desire and to march with a pitchfork.
We know no idea emerges on its own and a dream beyond plutocracy is a common one.
And it is no reverie for a world without brotherhood cannot be won.

⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀We know devil takes the hindmost.
Remain caring and passionate, deny corruption and forfeit the unjust wealth.
And you who are reading this, a bourgeoisie,
⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀keep searching. For life can only be wrought by hands that do not cease.

03/05/2026