We Locked Ourselves In Poem by Ace Of Black Hearts

A creature born into captivity.
Told don't worry it is not permanently.
You have a choice, be free and shortly die.
Or be a slave of generations indefinitely.

If it was your life, what would you choose?
Be free and fight off death as long as you can?
Or serve, knowing the fruits labor will not be equally shared?
Equal, and fairly don't exist under guise that life is limitless.
The smarter the creature is the more weaselly it gets.
Why because survival is dependent on time it has, resources needed to be sustained and energy spent to acquire such resources.
Another words why bother to do it by yourself if it is truly counter productive?
That is solely is dependent on being given a true alternative.
Especially if you can cheat and steal your way all the top.
In a sense the very essence of the concept of survival is dependent the very essence of the concept of competitiveness.

Nature doesn't abide to the moral juncture or impasse that defines us as humans beings.
She says, 'if you have food, you won't starve.
If you have clean water then you will neither suffer from common afflicted disease, of dehydrate due it's undrinkability.
If you can create fire and have wood, then you can stay warm.
If you can find a safe place of comfort, then you can truly sleep soundly.'

The rules are morally abstract.
They're no rhyme or reasons of how it is done.
Because that is a social choice in the affliction of acceptable norms.
Where the possible is suddenly not, because a group of social psychopaths thinks they more deserving then anyone else.
That is nature at her worse.
Oppression can not be defined by words.
One without conscience leads a world without choice.
The moral become irrelevant.
The question we should be all asking is in long term is it sustainable?
Is competitiveness needed in a world where we become this community?
Where we are so interdependent on each other for our very own survival?