Where would you go on a shopping spree?
If I had to go shopping
I wouldn’t go to a mall.
I would go
to a strange little shop
somewhere in the universe
where they sell impossible things.
First
I would ask for Thor’s hammer.
Not to rule the world,
not to break mountains,
just to knock
a little sense
into the heads
that keep starting wars.
Then I would buy umbrellas.
Not ordinary umbrellas.
Umbrellas
like the ones in Kingsman.
The kind that don’t just stop rain
but stop bullets…
missiles…
drones.
If one umbrella
could save a thousand lives
I would buy a million
and hand them out
like street vendors hand out newspapers.
Forgive me
if this sounds violent.
I am not opening fire
with guns.
Only with a pen.
My bullets are words.
My hands
will be stained with ink
not blood.
Last night
something broke inside me.
Emotions rose
like a flood in the dark.
And suddenly
I needed more things
from this imaginary shop.
Handkerchiefs.
Soft ones.
Enough
to wipe the tears
from every forgotten face
on this planet.
So that one day
tears disappear
as if they were never there.
Fear too.
Gone.
Like a bad dream
that the morning refuses to remember.
If the shopkeeper allowed it
I would buy a capsule
a tiny one
small as hope
that could end hunger
before the sun sets.
Because most people argue all day.
They jump to conclusions
build ideologies in seconds
stack lies on top of lies
and try to call it truth.
But hunger
doesn’t argue.
Hunger just waits.
And waits.
And waits.
Maybe that shop
also sells a remote control.
One button.
Just one.
STOP.
A button
that pauses the noise
the hatred
the endless shouting.
And if I still had some money left
I would shop for simple things.
Roofs
for heads that sleep under rain.
Warm clothes
for bodies that shake in winter.
Food
for empty plates.
But survival alone
is not life.
Even a caged bird survives
if you feed it.
What we need
is a life
without fear.
A life
without threat.
Maybe this question
gave me imaginary money.
Maybe that’s why
my pockets feel full of dreams tonight.
So yes
I am going shopping.
If you want
you can walk with me.
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