Let It Fall

What if, one day, we simply said—No more?

What if the greatest lie ever told was that we needed them, when in truth, they have always needed us more?

Read this. Sit with it. And ask yourself: What then?

Let It Fall

They take your labor.

They take your time.

They take your future.

And you give it freely—because you were told you must.

You toil in fields you do not own,

lay bricks for houses you will never live in,

turn gears for machines that do not serve you.

And at the end of it all, they hand you scraps and call it freedom.

They bank on your servitude while they siphon the wealth of nations, stuffing it in vaults you will never see, pilfering funds meant for you,

meant for roads, for homes, for healing, lining their pockets with the sweat of your hands, the blood of your efforts. Meanwhile the sick are left untreated, the hungry go unfed, and the homeless die in the streets.

And still, they have the audacity to call it order—smirking from gilded halls, whispering Let them eat cake while they gorge themselves on the feast stolen from your table.

But what if you stopped?

What if, one day, you simply said— No more?

What if the hands that build empires became fists that refuse to work?

What if the backs that bear the weight rose unbowed, refusing to kneel?

What if the whispers of change became a storm that shattered the illusion—revealing their greatest fear: a world where we refuse to serve those who refuse to serve us?

They do not grow their own food,

yet they take more than their fair share,

then make it more expensive for you to get yours.

They do not build their own homes,

yet they drive up costs so that you can never have what they have.

They do not fix their own roads, clean their own streets or stitch their own clothes, yet they brazenly stand atop the suffering they create, mocking you for struggling beneath the weight they refuse to bear.

The truth is liberation.

They key is in your hands.

The lock has never been real.

They survive on borrowed power––power that was never theirs.

Power they convinced you to surrender in exchange for paper promises—

promises of safety as they fund wars,

promises of prosperity as they hoard wealth and resources we create,

promises of freedom as they tighten their chains, moving the goal post yet again.

But a promise is only real if you choose to believe it.

Debt is only power if you agree that it is owed.

So, what happens when belief fades?

What happens when debt is refused?

What happens when we walk away from their game, when we refuse to work, when silence splinters, when we refuse to stay quiet, meek and acquiescent, when the hands that actually built the world decide––

this time, we will not catch it; this time, we will let it fall?

What then?

Anthony Halligan

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