What if...

It seems that marriage, wealth and perpetuating our bloodlines
Form the foundational tripod of American society.
What if we discover we don’t believe in an institution
That binds us in chains “till death do we part,”
“For better or worse,” for anything and everything goes?

This belief that our completion/happiness
Is found in a complimenting partner
Is made so important in our romance culture…
What if we lack this relationship,
And don’t want to coerce something that isn’t?

What if wealth feels empty;
Money a sort of alcohol to quell a screaming soul?
What if we discover we don’t want children?
What if life and death unpropagated is preferable?
What if we find ourselves comfortable outside the mold?

We tend to be centers of our own universes.
What if we aren’t more important than others?
We have strengths and weaknesses;
We’re all special and simultaneously ordinary,
For fundamentally, we aren’t different.

Our parents told us we can do anything we put our minds to;
That hard work pays off.
What if these dreams have cracks in them?
What if we see how nepotism, sexism,
Ignorance and greed often pay off?

The struggle to triumph over something never ceases
Yet we can become freer and happier if we relinquish
Rigid believes that stem only from minds
And often those seeking to ensnare us in capitalism,
Fantasies, and our culture’s stories that play on loop.
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Published on January 14, 2018 15:44
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