We sacrifice our lives as payment for living

A cycle of giving and taking,

We trade hunger for beauty,

That Beauty, for love,

That Love, for peace,

That Peace, for prosperity,

That Prosperity, for survival,

That Survival, for proof,

The Proof of reason

This, hunger,

This beauty,

This love,

This peace,

This prosperity that we so desperately desire ,

This survival,

Had a meaning, a purpose, a reason.

These days on end, these eternal moments, we have spent sacrificing our every breath just to earn the right to live,

To earn the right to sacrifice more and more,

To continue the cycle.

We sacrifice our childhood, for adulthood,

Our adulthood, for children

Our children for our own pride.

No matter what we gain,

It’s never worth more than the next thing,

We always crave more,

More money, more love, more space, more happiness, more self.

We need it

it’s the air we breathe,

Sacrifice is the beating heart of our survival,

life, is sacrifice,

to be alive is to sacrifice our lives,

And by the end weve given our lives as a sacrifice for being alive, and we only realise,

We never really lived, when it’s already too late,

We’ve given all we had, all we are, all we were, and all we could ever be.