Not Paying Attention

Article by Matthew Kirsten Mendez

You speak of crimes and hunger

As we bring new people alive everyday

Our leaders teach us combat strategies

While your masters tell you how to escape

And you complain, everyday

Yet you need pretty alibis to not participate in action

You never realize your own crimes

And you are never put in jail

But your no-pardon atrocity is inaction

You dream you’re not part of a nation that suffers

But you eat dirt from the hands of the poor

And feed the conquerors banquets

And sail in your enormous boats

You float while the rest of us sink

Yet you never dare to stop and think

 And it’s always the same old arguments you bring

Spit on the way we hold our guns

You accuse us of murder and call us a terrorist organization

But where are the killings actually happening?

Oh, were you not paying attention?

You sleep on a hundred million death beds

It’s a new pain again for us, every time you wake up

There’s no point arguing with you

Whichever mountain you think our finger guns will take us