Our parents fell in love
at the intersection of
Greed and Corruption.
"It was destined to never
work out" they said, but
we didn't believe them.
We were told to live with
our father, because he
valued freedom and justice
and though we had our
rough times, it was fine
until we turned two-hundred
and thirty two. "I've had
enough," he said, and
abandoned all three-hundred
million of us. We had no choice
but to occupy the streets
and hope our father changed
for the better. It's been over
a month now and he still
shows no signs of allowing
us to come back home.
All we want is to sleep in
our own beds, in our own
houses and believe he
is still the man who values
freedom and justice.