A Moving Train

Indoctrinated from day one with the mantra of excess, how the fuck do I turn it off? A slave to convenience to the easy wayout as addicting as any drug I ever trifled with. They told me that freedom to consume was a privilege they told me that it was right. But they never told me about the repercussions and they never told me that the life I afford will spill more than enough blood to literally paint this town red. In a world where the price of food is suffering and pain. Where the makers of my threads barely can sustain. Where countries need food but we give them guns instead. It's time to open our eyes. Where the diamond on her finger costs thousand limb of life. Where we consume to surfeit while starvation is rife. Where it's nearly impossible to not take part. It's time to open our eyes.