The Sane World

do you remember when we were small?

when we still got shines in our eyes and dreams in our head

when there were still backyards and hidden tracks to explore with curiosity

where have all that dreams gone? – and all that sparks?

it was sold off

to adults, to this town of madness, to the cruelty we’ve seen, to the stories we were told, to pragmatism, to the world, to the system

how did it all start? – we wondered

it started off with realism

when we were old enough and we told them about our dreams with passions in our eyes, they said

“Be realistic”
with a light chuckle while their eyes still fixated on their paperwork

and when we got that “Be realistic”s from so many mouths, we came to believe it

we dismissed our childhood desires to go to the moon or to build underwater rockets because it’s not “real”

we determined our life paths by ways that were walked over by thousands of people each year

it’s like an endless cycle

we became robots with the same routines everyday

we were told that success is measured by income

and happiness is measured by money

we became the person we said we'd never became

we do things that we know are wrong – but do it anyway because people around us seem to see no problem to it

“Easy, child, we’ve been doing it for years, and so did people before us, and it’s totally fine. It’s like tradition”

so instead of innovating changes, we settle for all these “traditions” because they're welcomed by society

we silence children’s creativity and teenagers’ act of freedom, when all they're searching for are themselves

we silence children’s insights and teenagers’ love

by saying tons of “you don’t know what you’re talking about, you haven’t known the world yet’ and  “it’s useless”

we forget how it felt to be them - to have things that were important to us as a child ignored by adults 

we swore we would never be like our parents - yet after all these years we became exactly like them

we are adults who were treated this way when we were children

who now treat our children the same

whose children will do the same to their children

we are blind and blinding them – although we called it growing them

this system is killing us and we need to put a stop to it

we are human – breathing, walking, alive human

we need to travel and be connected with people and nature

we are not robots, and we don’t grow robots

we feel things, simple things

like how the winds felt in our skin

or the way the smell of a chicken soup makes you feel nostalgic

or those heartwarming moments when you're talking to animals

we will not kill anymore thoughts

and we will not silence anyone’s voice

we refuse to brainwash people with the overpraise of this “flawless” system

we are responsible for the next generations

and we shall make a change