You Are Not a Victim

Imagine if you woke up in a country where you had no rights
No running water, orphaned son or daughter
Power short for lights
You wake up on a floor, it's early morning

Time to make some more to eat, you're poor and starving
And the last thing on your mind is "do I get to choose my life today?"
Or "how can I stay entertained?"
Because you're scraping by existence
Trying to make a dime, basic subsistence

Listen to your pitiful self-victimising arrogance
You self-obsessing narcissist
You're so beyond yourself with ego
See those millions wishing they were you?

Of course you don't, myopic, overfed, entitled monkey
You're a joker and you know you are
But you pretend you're victimised
So you don't have to step up to the plate and do the work

You chose to close your eyes, you're volunteering to be blind
You idiotic, whining, childish farce
Your tantrum isn't tantamount to hardship
Suffered in the dark by real children who would kill a man
To taste the half of what you take for granted every blasted 6 AM
When you're in bed and unaware that in a mine somewhere
Some kid is digging up the gold to build components for your phone

Complain about the system you're a part of like you're something else
Yet talented in diplomatic silence, hide behind your wealth
You're not oppressed, cretinous sap
Go live where you get hit for showing skin, see where the party's at

You'll shape up fast, I don't mean fat
I mean the past that's present in the countries
Where your peers are put to death for sleeping around
Or for liking the same sex

So where's your persecution now?
Victim mentality your handicap
You never had to run a lap
Ridiculous entitled attitude, you're so absurd, you're sad

You're so self-satisfied, it's crass
Your thoughtless verbiage is dogma for the trash
Stop wallowing, go make your life a wave and not a splash