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Jul 2017
This is for those who like truthful comedy,
This is for those who find amusement in humility,
This is for those who want to become billionaires, without a friggen’ care,
This is for you, who likes to stand-up on the internet but don’t take an actual step outside your door,
Just wondering who is going to supply your food?
Just wondering who is going to clean your home, while you’re out making your dough?
Just wondering who watches your children, whose personality they will have instilled in them?
Just wondering how much money you paid for someone else to live your life for you?
How did we become so ignorant, blind to our surroundings, and unwilling to see through the boundaries?
Whose idea was it that we would consume more than we could handle, and how was that quantified?
Why do we still value you these ideals whole-heartedly?
I mean, look around you, everyone might be arguing… but can you find all those commonalities?
We have traded skills for bills, wallets for intelligence, and phones for relationships,
We have ignored our human needs, in order to fulfil some invisible person’s greed,
No different than the religious views that divide us, these people we don’t know enjoy out profits and still despise us,
And no matter the anger that we share towards this system, we allow our differences to control our true power,
Funny, how are children are becoming poorer than the last generation before them,
Hilarious, how we all panic when the grocery store closes for just a couple of unusual hours,
Amusing, how we all hope that someday when we’re old we will finally be done dealing with these ‘daily struggles’,
Only to find ourselves locked up in strange homes, on the news getting abused by people who aren’t our loved ones,
We hold these fantastical exceptions over those who are different from us, in age, gender, location, or belief system,
We presume that we know what is best for all others, and yet have ignored the advice of those who came before us,
Like the Cree legends of over consumption, or the basic indigenous rule of Natural Laws of being respectful of other lives and surroundings,
Our science and technology have come so far, yet we still cannot find connections to the very planet on which we were born…
What a comedy act, you truly cannot write this stuff up,
People all struggling against the same encroaching tide, can’t hold each other’s hands because they might get wet,
Those who want everything work so hard to get it, then end up with no one around them to share it with,
We sacrifice life all of the time, even though we aren’t doing the actual physical killing, our dreams, relationships, and habitats are what we are losing.  – E.M.
Elizabeth MacMillan
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Elizabeth MacMillan  31/F/Northern Ontario, Canada
(31/F/Northern Ontario, Canada)   
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