My poem to the world right now ! even usa politicians are liking it Today, something cracked. Not loudly. Not dramatically. Just that quiet, sickening shift in your stomach when you realise the world might not be what it pretends to be. You grow up believing in leaders. Institutions. Awards. Crests pinned to chests like badges of honour. And then one day — you look closer. The smiles feel rehearsed. The applause sounds hollow. The headlines don’t quite line up. You notice how questions get mocked. How whistleblowers get erased. How those who speak too loudly seem to fall — by scandal, by “accident,” by their own hand. And you think… Surely not. Surely this can’t be real. But then the patterns repeat. Power protecting power. Resignations without consequences. Statements without arrests. “Investigations ongoing” that quietly fade. And the part that twists the knife deepest — is the children. The vulnerable. The unheard. The ones whose names never trend. Because whatever this is — corruption, rot, moral collapse — it spreads silently through systems that were meant to protect. It feels like watching a curtain lift only to reveal something darker behind it. And yet here I stand. Not broken. Not delusional. Not giving up. I am clear. I am watching. I am remembering. Because truth does not disappear. It waits. History remembers. Survivors remember. Time remembers. You can polish your titles. You can step down quietly. You can hide behind legal language. But consequence is patient. Whether by law, by exposure, by technology, by faith, or simply by the weight of what was done — Nothing buried stays buried forever. And when the reckoning comes, it won’t knock politely. Bro we were right !! all them years ago discussing and people thinking we crazy and conspiracists but I wish for once we were wrong .Right?