Set

Sky-

still canvas-

not so still silhouettes

sticking out-

sharp.

Senses

Rain was soft, like a blanket

smelling of pavement and concrete-

excreting the heat

from before the wretched, cool drops

had fallen into their cracks.

תן לי עט, בבקשה, יקיר. יש לי רעיון (Give me a pen, please, Darling. I have an idea.)

"You can't make it on merit, not on merit and merit alone"

-Titus Andronicus, A Pot in Which to Piss

Most have had others decide how far their merit can actually take them. There is always and will always be someone above you telling you how far you are allowed to go, regardless of how far you know that you can go. The idea that we have all earned what we have achieved (or have achieved what we have earned) is American Dream propaganda spread by the Capitalist Corporations that thrive off of the hard work and capitalistic-optimism of the don't-know-better-workers.

What we need is a revolution.

What we need is a society in which Meritocracy actually exists.

A society in which the color of your skin does not define the level to which you will rise.

A society in which your gender doesn't give you immediate managerial power over others of a "less-masculine" type.

A society in which I could be straight, bi, gay, asexual, pansexual, etc. and not be expected to work any differently.

We must personally rearrange society in a way that gives everyone an automatic incentive to work without dangling wages in front of their faces.

We need equality.

We need to believe in the ability of ourselves AND the ability of others.

-In the full potential that each and every human being contains.

We need to stop bowing down to money, and the faces that have attached themselves to money- to richness.

-to the transnational corporations that build and build, Paying to have Presidents elected to represent their business interests and not a human interest.

-To the rich who only think that their money has power against us.

-Our spirit is stronger than any sell-out, capitalist fraud who sold their spirit for a few shares in the stock market.

The goal- to work with each other

-to work for each other

Whether this be in our jobs, our schools and universities, our households, or our social groups, we need equality to shine through to each and every piece of society so that maybe, just maybe, all of the garbage they have spoon fed us about the American Dream can come true.

With your hands up!

Scream it from the rooftops!

¡Grítalo de cualquier lugar que puede!
The American Dream has died!

Been killed!

¡Ha muerto con la esperanza de la gente!

And they had you

(had me)

believin'

that I could do any

goddamn thing that I wanted.

That I could live any

goddamn place that I wanted.

That I could die with any

goddamn job that I wanted.

And they had you

(had me)

believin'

That when I worked hard,

I advanced

(and that I advanced when I worked hard)

That you could too!

But we know the truth

And have brought America's dream

out of the shadows

with her hands up!

To look the crowd in the eyes

-Take its final breath!

Recurring

Rose thorn

ripped a hole in my

new gloves

Una decepción

If not to myself,

then to someone else

Cerrado con llave

Yo me he cerrado

en una caja, mantenido por

chains, chains,

locks, keys,

chains,

more, more,

and one final llave

que ya no funciona.

Ayúdame.

Gracias,

-דניאל

Puta garganta

Set off!

On an adventure

(Journey!)

Of words and phrases,

New vocabulary and old colloquialisms.

But my old, rusty ship (podrido barco)

Hit the sand bar

And my crew proved itself mutinous,

And now my words (putas palabras)

have turned themselves against me (like some goddamn magic spell)

And hold me violently by the throat (stuck in mi puta garganta).

So at this point,

They control me more than I them.

Ruidoso

Silencio tan profundo

que no hay opción más

que acostarme

y esperar que

los ruidos en la noche

no me van molestar,

no me van a asustar,

no me van a herir,

y no me van a decir

todo lo que usted piensa

cuando me mires sin sonrisa.