The ones who walk away from Omelas

When the brimful are the unfulfilled

The ones that don’t belong

The ones that can’t belong

The ones eternally pursuing

(What? They don’t know yet)

(Will they ever know?)

The ones that don’t seem to get there

because there’s just nowhere to go

 

(And we know it)

 

“The ones who walk away from Omelas” fucked me up. And I’m glad.

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