Those people scream,  
yet no one is listening.  
They are suffering  
as reality keeps choking.

Their tears have even dried up  
to regain trust.  
They are tired of promises  
that never come to make things just.

The people who are also said to be human  
kill those voices that dare to be different,  
calling them criminals.

Children demand, "Where is the future?"  
when all they want is for their future to shine,  
but they do not know what is really happening.

Can we still hope for the future  
when today  
money kills empathy?

People who are also said to be human, 
pretending to stand for other humans.

But in reality,  
validation makes them greedy;  
they are thirsty, seizing more to shape their reality.  
They kill existence  
to make theirs sufficient.

The greed  
that keeps taking the lead—  
do we still believe  
that the future exists?

Maybe,  
death is the future  
that is not obscured.