Writing Wednesday

So, in attempts to continue challenging myself I'm starting writing Wednesday.  I'll be posting some of my writing each Wednesday, whether new or old.  Like my paintings, it's so I can see improvement see what I can be working towards.  Today's was found in an old notebook of mine.  A short thought-provoking blurb.  I saw a very interesting painting in an art gallery that really intrigued me.  I wish I still had the picture of it.  This is an opening to a fictional piece.  Update: I found the painting!

 

 

 

 

 

"I was fourteen when I first saw it.  At first, I rolled my eyes at the graffiti'd wall. Stupid underprivileged teens and their 'gang' writing.  I'm sorry to say I stereotyped and walked by it without a second thought.  Four years I walked by that wall, and four years I never really looked.  The city tried painting over it, of course, but the painting always found its way back.  

           It was only after my first year at university that I stopped to look at it.  Paint splattered into Lady Liberty stood out covered by the words, "Liberty... give it to me."  I'm not sure what caught my eye, but something about that demand intrigued me.  How have we come so far that we demand liberty.  It is no longer a privilege we have, but  a demand "Give it to me".  The words of an upset child when her toy is taken.  How far we've fallen.  

           Call progress if you dare, but I see brother turned against brother.  A planet overrun by humans trying to get ahead, not to survive, but because we believe we deserve it.  Where did we learn that we deserve everything and we don't have to fight for what we want?  This planet is dying and it's our fault.  People are dying and it's our fault.  Now, what do we really deserve?

           The entitlement era needs to end.  Someone needs to end it.  I'm not sure how long I stayed starring at that wall, but something snapped in me that day.  Quite honestly, I didn't give a care what it was."