[The UUC wherein I am a member had a wonderful Labor Day service that inspired me.]
I grow more weary with each passing day
Of this world, by which I mean to say,
This society that we humans have built
For what is it, if not a cage
These capitalist ideals chains
Which keep us from embracing
Who we truly are as a people
As individuals and as community
Our minds and bodies kept too busy
To care for ourselves or others
To do the things we love
Or to allow ourselves to be loved
Who are we
When stripped of these boundaries
When freedom truly reigns
In balance with a sense of humanity
Would we not be a better people
Were we not focused so on survival
In a world filled with greed?
If all were equal to each other
If all took their turns in caring
All allowed to share their gifts
Instead of time and labor stolen
Would it not be more beautiful?
Who are we
These creatures who have adapted so
Learned to build and imagine
And turned it into… this
This cruel society that cares not
For anyone deemed lesser
That decides people are less worthy
What kind of injustice is this?
Why have we allowed it for so long?
This is not the way
Senseless sorrows, we’ve been betrayed
By the entire system we created
Who are we?