The Blue Pill

I’ve lived my life hooked on the blue pill.

In grained in me (like most of us) from youth

Education, career, family and white picket fence

The American Dream, right?

Like a program from youth, it was the path

Never questioned, never wrong, just expected

When you’re high on the blue pill it works

It’s satisfying, it delivers worth and fulfillment

But what happens when the foundation cracks?

373 days ago life took my blue pill away

I was an addict.

I snorted that pill like pure blow off a cheap stripper day after day.

Now it’s gone.

The physical withdrawal paled in comparison To what it did to my mind.

To say I suffered would be like saying the Texas sun is warm in August.

The withdrawal turned me inside out.

My mind was lost, my body quivered and my sanity began to slip.

And then from nowhere I was presented the red pill.

I resisted it as long as possible, but eventually I choked it down

and immediately tried to vomit away the truth.

The truth I see is that its not all ok. It’s not just a few people being treated poorly

or just the unruly being served hard justice.

I heard a police station was set on fire last night...

I would imagine that on the blue pill high that seems horrible act of violence by thugs. Personally I’d rather see a police station burn after the killing a civilian

Than a target being looted for lamps and LEGO’s.

I wonder on December 17, 1773 the day after the Boston Tea party

If those people were seen as thugs when they took a stand

against the unfair treatment of reigning government.

Ignorance is bliss I suppose when social issues have no direct effect on you,

but we are on the verge of everyone being impacted

regardless of race, religion, gender or social class.

The choice we face isn’t between our white friends and our black friends.

It’s not about replicants or Democrats or the police vs the people.

The choice we have to make is about or humanity

and how we are going to choose to define it.