Pixelated World
As she stands and wonders to herself,
Was there a time
When you could look across the land and see blue skies
And clear oceans
Of which a million species inhabited before
The ancestors of technology
Used it for pixelated dreams
Of another world unaccusable of us.
All she needed was a dream
A dream that could cut through her heart like a key
A key tying her down to all her roots
Not letting her leave behind the wreck that is us
How can the fire in our bellies be extinguished?
With the words of a million liars
Like the simpler times before this
Before the democracy
And discrimination
When our views were respected
Not only as women but as humans
With a mind and point
A sense of being
You see, a pixelated world is what we live in
Everything about beauty and standards
No originality or conquest
Where nature was respected not repented
They predicted this
Before time itself
Before we blocked out our priorities…
The worlds priorities
We can’t justify this
No
Not now or ever
Look what we’ve done
Put aside the hatred and discrimination
And look at the war zone we created
Whilst trying to prevent such atrocities
Atrocities that can never be undone
Not by us
Or the pixelated dreams
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