A Poem

IF NOTHING MAKES SENSE THEN WHY SHOULD I?

BY: VTA

If nothing makes sense then why should I?

Thinking about when I will die

and referring to self in past-tense

Forever selling my life for a few extra cents

Waters are rising ever higher

More earthquakes, typhoons, and wildfires

Native peoples driven from their lands

And pushed away by Christian hands

Preaching hate to thy neighbor

Jehova’s wrath has never been greater

Leaving people to starve and die

If nothing makes sense then why should I?

We chose this road long ago

By vanquishing our moral foe

Communism needed stopping

So our rulers began workshopping

Devised a way to demonize love

And soaked their hands with innocent blood

Revolution killed when progress was nigh

If nothing makes sense then why should I?

Now we await the coming doom

Wasting away in a capitalist tomb

Waiting for change with our heads to the sky

If nothing makes sense then how can I?