Have you tasted of the sun?

Have you laid hands on immortality?

Put a choke hold on Gods,

as men bow before your feet,

In a final resignation to your awful power?

Have you twisted words once made divine,

to cast a spell on the weak minded,

ruining their lives with false beliefs,

condemning them?

Have you torn the sky asunder

with black snakes tearing a path to destruction?

Have you rained down burning poisons on helpless children?

Would you have the stomach to watch

as all the atrocities are reaped in your name?

Are you the starters of wars?

Would you have men killing each other?

Over abstract ideas or precious commodities

that you would have them pay an arm and leg for

so that you may line your pockets with ill-gotten gold?

Would you let the world crumble around you,

while still maintaining the guise of having strict morals?

Would you turn the helpless away

Simply because you would not deem to have such pitiful creatures in your home?

Would you be charitable only to grab attention

and put yourself in high regard with those not unlike yourself?

In a world where the rich reign lawless,

the fight is fierce and futile.

What would you do to bring a system down

that can only be beaten from the inside?

How can we win when no one will acknowledge there is a problem?

If the world is a body then the rich are the bloated fat cells that weigh us down.

Making the poor our atrophied muscles that we have not put to use in far too long.

Those in the middle make up the heart that pumps barely hard enough to sustain our sagging and worn out body.

We are downing in our own festering petulance

and no one has the heart to start swimming.

We are in this together.

Yet there are those who would rather prosper at your expense.

You do not matter when there is money to be had.