Half Empty World

Half Empty World.

What kind of world is it where
people are so oppressed
that we admire criminals
for having the guts to break the law.
What kind of world is it where
sport takes up all the room in the paper
there’s no space to mention the epidemic
of depression sweeping the world
or the homeless living on the street?

What kind of world is it where
we spend more money on trying
to impress other nations
than we spend trying to help people live?
It’s okay if you die in the shadows.
Just not on the streets where visitors walk.

What kind of world is it where
we feel all excited inside
when there’s an accident in front of us
because we might be on the television.
Our town might get some media attention.
A woman died, but our town could be famous.

What kind of world is it where
we don’t learn from our mistakes?
we send soldiers to wars while speaking
fairy tales of democracy.
What kind of world is it where
we judge each other by what we wear
or the colour of ones skin
by our hairstyles.
Whatever happened to meeting someone
before judging them?

What ever happened to the words
freedom and equality?
What about the right not to be judged?
What kind of world is it where
those with money look down on us without
instead of offering a hand, they shout
orders that will make them enough money
to live luxuriously for a lifetime
while we struggle to pay the rent every week.

What kind of world is it where
we admire those who live fast
by doing wrong with so many dollars
they could feed a whole country
instead of buying fifty new outfits.
What kind of world is it where
nobody feels sorrow.
nobody feels pity.
nobody feels responsibility.
nobody feels guilty.
nobody feels…
that more can be done about the worlds situation.