Untitled January 2026

Let me cry in despair, turn off my phone, try not to care

Wasn’t the tide supposed to change?

No, it’s easier to pretend it’s not our cross to bear

Where is the cycle that ends the pain? I think we lost our page.

Instead of peace, we get crooked, unprecedented categories

Which, to your god-fearing uncle, means misguided glories

Martyred children, kidnapped babies, ugly cry, I hate you greedy pigs!

Lately, eternal suffering feels so out of my control

Trust no one, work in silence. No, please—these are all of our kids!

WAIT. Did you see their post? High stakes with that social media patrol

Outside, my ears ping with the clink of unlinked families

But I hear your company is saving face, you love profitable tragedies

Censorship, new normal, not playing fair

Miss Red, White, and Blue, are we on the same page?

Generative AI and Fascism make such a great pair

Clowns, fools, and crowns, did we invite you to this stage?

Now, freedom is the only deepfake I want to seize

World-ending power plays, exploding our destinies

Lead to cut funding, lost jobs, just figuring it out

Our day-to-day question is, 'What is our role?'

Good thing that marching in the streets is the group hangout

Tragically matched with red rage from goons with no soul

Migrants, Students, Fathers, Nurses, and Poets violently added to their casualties

With the news regimes singing different stories of their audacious moralities

WAIT. Wasn’t it you who thought human sacrifice was for savages?

Let our angel-blood beat the drum to awaken the ancestral spirit from its eternal sleep

Wake up, stand up, recreate, and let’s build new ceremonies

Resistance without love and laughter leads to more damages

Talk to your neighbor, hug your mama, feel everything deep

Don’t fall asleep, don’t do it alone, don’t turn down the tragedies