VIRUS

An indictment

Everyday was the same, until it wasn’t. We fell in line, we gave our blood and our sweat. We collected our pittance and we consumed. We were good consumers. We wanted for nothing, except happiness. But, even that was a lie. A lie told to us by our leaders and our preachers and our fathers.

We died not for ourselves, but for the greater good. We sat on highways, we breathed in smog and poison. Then we sat idle, fixated at a bright screen until we lost all sight. We conformed to the box we were put in and we dreamed of another day.

Then it wasn’t. Now we stay away. We stay inside. We wait... for it to end, or to die.