What would you change about modern society?

How She’d Rewrite the World

She would take the mouth back from the men who used it.
She would melt the locks off every girl’s diary
and publish them as scripture.

She would outlaw loneliness.
Make tenderness a currency.
Ban performative healing
and abolish grind culture like a failed religion.

She would shame the algorithm.
Feed the gods, not the feed.
Turn off the lights in every office at 5:00 sharp.
Legalize rest.
Decriminalize grief.

She would throw a funeral
for silence passed off as strength.
For mothers who never got to be daughters.

She would build cities
where no child has to guess
which version of love is coming home.

She would take the powdered wigs off their ghosts-
and their children-
the ones who still walk around
speaking in colonial tongue,
spouting property law
as if it were gospel,
as if land ever asked to be owned.

She would make them eat every treaty
they signed in blood,
then burned.
She would outlaw the phrase
“for your own good.”
Make them learn language backwards
in the dark.

She would return everything stolen-
not in museums,
but in ceremony,
with hands,
with tears,
with accountability that bruises.

She would build schools
where children learn how to weep
before they ever learn to pledge.

She would burn every boardroom
that names profit before people.
She would salt the manifestos of extraction.

She would outlaw “diversity training”
in favor of ancestral reckoning.
No more talk.
Only return.

She would end the cages.
Every single one.
Bars, borders, psychiatric holds,
bathrooms locked for paying customers only.
She would give the people their breath back.
She would abolish prisons
and replace them with truth-telling ceremonies
where harm meets consequence
in the light of the ancestors.

She would unprivatize healing.
She would take medicine out of its vaults
and put it back in the hands
of those who still listen to trees.

She would legalize the drum again.
Replant the groves.
Give the water its own lawyers.
Make every oil exec drink
from the river they poisoned.

She would make birth sacred again.
Make death sacred again.
Make the in-between
a holy thing.

She would return the language of ritual
to the mouths of those it was stolen from.
And she would make sure no one
had to carry the silence alone
ever again.