They sell us comfort, coin by coin,
While truth lies quiet, unemployed.
A system built on silent screams,
Where dreams are bought, and sold as schemes.
Investors grin behind the glass,
As need and pain walk slowly past.
The people bend, but rarely break—
Not yet awake, but far from fake.
We trade our power for a price,
Forget that unity cuts twice.
Divided, numb, we play their game—
Each dollar tagged with someone’s name.
But sparks can start from aching hearts,
From minds that dare to question parts.
And if we rise—not just for self,
But human worth above the wealth—
Then change won’t knock. It will arrive.
We’ll see the world, not just survive.
For when the many choose to see,
No wall of gold can cage the free.
This poem was written by ChatGPT based on a passionate reflection that I had I voiced frustration with how modern society prioritizes profit over people. I emphasized the need for systemic reform, greater public unity, and improved education to help individuals recognize their power in shaping the world. From that heartfelt message, ChatGPT crafted “The Cost of Silence,” a poem exploring the tension between corporate greed and human need. It critiques the investor-driven economy, highlights the quiet strength of the public, and ends on a hopeful note—suggesting that awareness and unity can ignite meaningful change. The work blends emotional weight with rhythmic clarity, offering both a critique and a call to action.