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letra de a gap? - naila keleta-mae

[part 1]
it is often called a gap but i’ve seen it
i’ve seen the strain stress failure power the heat
1000 degrees and rising exponentially from
alaska to argentina, australia to russia
haiti to the u.s.a., zimbabwe to the u.k
canada to china, spain to cambodia

we’ve seen it. it is not a gap
nor was it ordained by zeus, loki or el diablo
it is not the second coming
richter scales cannot measure it
dimensionless numbers required to
calculate its magnitude and intensity

[part 2]
it is not a gap
nor is this disaster natural
it is a catastrophic earthquake
pulverising all our continents, islands
oceans, lakes, rivers, streams
and this pervasive earthquake
was induced by them
the real minority
handfuls of men and women
h–rding power throughout our world
and while we, the majority, scr-p over scr-ps
the fracture lines that separate us from them
continue to explode oozing a pungent
democracy-driven authoritarian-fueled
capitalism
and this putrid capitalism defies all
skin colours genders s-xual orientations
abilities languages religions ages please…
this rancid capitalism supersedes all cultures governments
and international human rights legislations
this
this
this fecal capitalism knows no borders

[part 3]
though not a conspiracy theorist by nature
the idea of an us and them is eerily familiar
my brown-skinned parents moved to pale-skinned canada in the sixties. they tolerated being tolerated so that i could be born in canada. so that i could enjoy first world canadian privilege. and some days i’m not so sure how many of my hard fought for and hard-earned scr-ps i’m willing to acquiesce

but these days there’s no time for rigorous contemplation or discussion
the über rich minority has ratcheted up the pressure
pit us, the majority, one against the other
they got us by the short hairs
gums bared we gnash o’er our differences
nails ragged we claw up illusive class rungs
we scr-p over their scr-ps
and while they feast
in lavish yachts off the coasts of southern france
seismic waves wash over us ill prepared
no evacuation plans
no disaster kits
no infrastructures retrofit to resist this fecal capitalism

we have a problem
we see fault lines crisscrossing all our continents
blood drenching soil cement and arctic waters
no aftershocks or tremors yet this thing is still not over
got to stop the quake
got to reduce the pressure
we have got to construct new visions of power

our earth is emitting a stifling heat
sound the alarms
be alarmed
be alarmed

- naila keleta mae

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