I've heard the tales, the monkey's paw, the blowback; I am well versed in unintended consequences, Mr. Genie. You can solve problems but will you also create more? If you solve climate change, will starvation and poverty result? I ask for peace on Earth so you ship all the humans and animals inclined to conflict to another planet? Most careful shall I be in my request of you but you'll be cleverer than I. You've had a millenia to practice this, haven't you? Perhaps it's learned helplessness that causes me to quake at the thought. Maybe I'm just overthinking a generous offer. The problem I most wish to solve is being able to make effective change myself. I want to help the world with so many troubles but I don't even know where to start. A small wish like that might be the best choice.

And if we have to burn down their houses

If we have to ransack the enter place

Will that not be a suitable price?

For all the suffering we’ve endured

The names we’ve been called

The torture, the dismissal,

Should they not have to pay?

If we riot in the streets

Will they still ignore our screams?

Or will it end the same either way?

What is the price of justice

That we should already have?

What is the price of the self-evident human rights?

We cry revolution, they wax nostalgic of the past.

We make demands and they answer with laughs.

It’s clear their hearts can’t be moved so

What else is the solution?

How can we find peace with people unable to listen?

No, it’s time for change and it’s time for us.