If this is life then f**k this s**t.
There’s not enough to keep me here.
Would you bear this yoke? Where my chains?
Would you walk this blood soaked path and not cry sanctuary, not beg release?
Would you want less than nothing? Would you then live side by side with the rich? Would you say yes, whatever the reason, to a life of torture? Could you say it and then do it? What if you were left without the choice? Left without the privilege to decide? Someone else has decided your misery for you! Would you not bitterly hate it all? Would you not declare the unbelievable magnitude of life’s cruelty?