I’m Mad Because

I’m Mad,

Because if I chose to wear shoes on carpet and be barefoot outside it is wrong.

Because If I want to wear  my clothes backwards it is not correct.

I’m Mad,

Because If I want to write “IT” instead of “it” it is grammatically incorrect.

Because if I misspelled a word it is wrong.

I’m Mad,

Because when I say something I’m not to be believed but when they say the same thing they are always right!

I’m Mad,

Because they abuse religion to their own benefit. When  religion is right but they are inhumane.

I’m Mad,

Because black is seen and white is not seen.

Because the world pretends instead of be.

I’m Mad,

Because masks are worn and what is beneath hurts.

Because although I’m happy there is a side of me that is sad.

I’m Mad,

Because when they say they are “all ears” they are actually only hearing instead of listening.

I’m Mad,

Because one minute I’m happy and the other minute I’m not.

I’m Mad, 

Because they don’t cherish what they have and exceed the limits to have what they don’t have, even if it means they will hurt others, even if others are the closest to them.

I’m mad at the world and at myself for not being there, accepting the differences, and making a better world, a better place.

Bottom line…. I am Mad

Beale: I don’t have to tell you things are bad. Everybody knows things are bad. It’s a depression. Everybody’s out of work or scared of losing their job. The dollar buys a nickel’s worth; banks are going bust; shopkeepers keep a gun under the counter; punks are running wild in the street, and there’s nobody anywhere who seems to know what to do, and there’s no end to it.

We know the air is unfit to breathe and our food is unfit to eat. And we sit watching our TVs while some local newscaster tells us that today we had fifteen homicides and sixty-three violent crimes, as if that’s the way it’s supposed to be!

We all know things are bad — worse than bad — they’re crazy.

It’s like everything everywhere is going crazy, so we don’t go out any more. We sit in the house, and slowly the world we’re living in is getting smaller, and all we say is, “Please, at least leave us alone in our living rooms. Let me have my toaster and my TV and my steel-belted radials, and I won’t say anything. Just leave us alone.”

Well, I’m not going to leave you alone.

I want you to get mad!

I don’t want you to protest. I don’t want you to riot. I don’t want you to write to your Congressman, because I wouldn’t know what to tell you to write. I don’t know what to do about the depression and the inflation and the Russians and the crime in the street.

All I know is that first, you’ve got to get mad.

You’ve gotta say, “I’m a human being, goddammit! My life has value!”

So, I want you to get up now. I want all of you to get up out of your chairs. I want you to get up right now and go to the window, open it, and stick your head out and yell,

“I’m as mad as hell,

and I’m not going to take this anymore!!”

-Esperanza Writes

4 thoughts on “I’m Mad Because

  1. Amazing as always!! I was waiting in the car when I got an e-mail notification about the new blog post!! I just couldn’t stop reading!! Every word in it is very true!! Allah ya7fith deeratna

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