it's little bit scary
that wherever i go
i see a ladder
this invisible ladder
seems so impossible to climb
with all the top people
kicking down desperately
the all the bottom people
who are trying to desperately climb
up
and
up

and it's not only with
social class, politic and war
i see it in family
i see it in gender
i see it in my life
in front of my own two eyes
stuck in my throat
getting harder to swallow
so i stare with my
blurry
blurry
eyes

so can i wish
for any type of power
that would make it
go away without any
sugar coated words and fantasy?
but then again
fruitless wish
never means too much
but i keep thinking
i keep hoping
i keep on
wishing

i endlessly crave it
such freedom that seems to be
corner of my eyes
sniff of my nose
tip of my tongue
ringing of my ears
grasping by the straw
on my tip of the tiptoe
where the invisible ladder
does not exist even in
crevices and cracks
of my mind