Who is

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by Kat-lego2002

by Kat-lego2002

The system
That keeps on destroying
Every good thing
Every good intended effort
And something that is meant to change someone's life for the better

We speak of this system
But isn't a system complied of something
Question is who is it complied of
Us the people?

Because if it is complied of us as people
As societies of the world making up the system
And there's nothing good ever coming from it

Nothing but tears
Years of suffering
And misery.

Why do we
We speak of this system
As something that cannot be changed
Because if we are the system
It is not as if we are emobilised
We can move
We have voices which have been given to us
Different kinds
Different minds
Different mentatilities
Different eyes and perspectives
Different hearts and souls
All this can be put together to create
A movement so great to break the cycle of the system

It all starts with you
You as an individual
A being
An entity
A voice that has been muted but is louder than the roar of a lion

Look deep within yourself
There is no doubt at all
That none of us haven't been the system
That continues to kill
And destroy

For one it does not sit well that this is the same system that teaches us to capitalise
Instead of looking out for one another
For loving another
Caring
And not being so consumed in ourselves
The selfish minds that the world is breeding

The social media platforms
Where you are so self invested in whose seeing you
Whose talking about you
It doesn't have to be that way
It was never meant to be that way
But we this generation
Are breeding this generation
That destroys one another

For what for a paper with someone's face on it
For bought respect
And not earned respect
Because if it's bought
It won't last forever
Because it's materialistic
And not from the heart

This is the system that creates
The ville mentality
The cruel nature
That we accept as a normal thing

But I repeat it starts with you
You
And if this is the message spread
Maybe then
Just maybe
We could have a more peaceful
World
That does not feel like an inescapable prison.