Hopeless Persistence

Living in a world so flawed
Among a general population so stubborn
To much so to save itself
Growing up in a society so fraud
Right and Wrong do not exist
There is no such thing as moral responsibility
Not in the eyes of the industry
Not in the eyes of those that ignore the painful plea
Echoing in the ears of those hurt by it's progression
Our world is in a spiriling depression
No signs of improvement
Just endless signs of degradation
We cannot be patient
Or turn our heads and look the other way
There is far too much to say
But we look over our shoulders
And continue our destructive lifestyles anyway
Meanwhile across the world
Men and women work practically nonstop
To keep their families alive
While industries sell us thier sweat
In the form of a shiny new childs toy.
Meanwhile,
Animals lie in their own feces
Among dead and fragile
Genetically "engineered"
To better fit the demands of a stubborn population
Meanwhile,
Industries keep harmful foods cheap
Too easily accessible
The only hope for hopeless parents to feed their children
Good food is too expensive
The only hope,
Potentially the fatal demise
False hero
And yet..
Society as a whole
To dependant on a system they barely know
A system unloyal, Unfaithful
To it's followers
Who do we turn to
When our "conscience" ceases to be morally true.?
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