Opportunity | A Poem
This life feels like an endless desert maze
Filled with Opportunities like landmines
Hidden away from the naked eye until you happen upon them in time.
Wandering through this land of opportunity, we are like prey being pursued by a predator.
Corporations wait to wrap their hands around and crush us with their mighty grasp.
Slave drivers pocket their gold as they drive us to our bitter end.
It is said that we are in the land of opportunity,
And yet we wander like a people without a home.
We panhandle street corners in foreign towns.
We consume the scraps thrown to us from authoritative crowns
And grovel at the feet of our governors and legislators.
The solicitor knocks upon our door carrying empty promises.
Our technology is overrun with algorithmic schemes,
The preacher says get on your knees,
As he worships a monetary offering to God.
Opportunity,
Providing a place for the strong to prey upon the weak,
A place for the powerful and the corrupt to take advantage of those beneath them.
The land of opportunity was never about the meek,
The land of opportunity was always about greed
Not a place to protect those in need.
While the rich get richer the poor get poorer
And those who hide behind the suit and tie fight to get us to comply.
They offer in their hands to us an opportunity.
For the devil doesn't have horns or a trident and smell like brimstone
The devil wears a suit and a tie
And walks wearing polished shoes looking fly
Let's go down to the crossroads and there we can sell our souls for a life of pleasantry.
We can sign our signatures in blood and sacrifice the souls of our future children.
He’ll approach you in the morning, with a warm smile, and it feels like you have somehow made it.
Opportunity has presented itself once again and all you must do is sign the contract he offers you.
In this deserted and godless maze, do not fall victim and do not become prey.
Do not wait for someone to bring to your door an opportunity.
The way out of this maze is already in your mind.
Do not become distracted by the suit-wearing devils and their lies.
You are already the master of your mind
And we will conquer this system in time.



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