The Shiny Object

Hey you.

Yeah, you.

You have a shiny object.

You like that shiny object.

Supposedly orphans in war zones hoard marbles.

Probably right before they get trafficked to an island for genetic medical experimentation or Rockefeller darkness.

You have a marble don’t you?

You have sadness inside. It is pervasive.

Fear.

The people who own the world.

They did try to let yo…