Sloth

I chose you believing I will have a better life.

How come we live in a trash?

You are so big, so tall, so strong but you would not lift a finger to clean up.

Why do you let the little ones live in a trash?

I gave up.

I never want a mediocre life.

But this-

This is a decade of mediocrity we are creating.

I will entangle myself from your dirt.

From your mess.

From your incapacity to create a beautiful world.

I once had a beautiful world.

You destroyed it.

I am taking it back now.

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