🌲✨ Tuesday Hike: Conversations in the Woods ✨🌲
The group trudged along the winding forest path, leaves crunching underfoot 🍂, as sunlight flickered through the dense canopy above ☀️🌳.
“I think they’re right,” Jas said, tightening their backpack 🎒. “If billionaires were taxed properly, maybe we wouldn’t be in this mess 💸🔥.”
“But it’s not just about money,” Roman countered, shaking his head 🤯. “It’s about power. The people in charge control everything 👑⚡. If they didn’t want change, it never happened.”
“That’s why people like them mattered,” Ivy Mae said, voice calm but fierce 💪✨. “Someone had to keep pushing, even when it felt impossible 🌌🔥.”
The path narrowed as the woods closed in 🌲🌲, shadows twisting like secrets in the fading light 🌫️. Roman pulled out his old phone 📱, swiping through a saved news clip.
“Speaking of power… do you remember what Bernie said at that inauguration?” Roman asked, eyes glinting with memory 👀. “About the oligarchs 💰?”
Ivy Mae nodded, expression tight with remembered outrage 😡. “Yeah. He went after Bezos, Musk, and Zuckerberg ⚡💎. Said they were hoarding all the wealth. Too bad they didn’t share, huh? It’s insane—so blessed, and yet so greedy 😤💔. To have that kind of wealth and do nothing but keep it for themselves—that’s a crime against humanity 🛑🌍.”
Jas raised an eyebrow, backpack swaying. “You’d think they’d want to do more with it. Instead, they just sat on it, watching everyone else struggle 😔🔥.”
Roman shook his head, a grim smile tugging at the corner of his mouth 😒💀. “It’s a joke. They could’ve literally changed the world 🌎✨ if they spread the wealth a little. But no—they locked it away, controlling everything 🗝️💰. That kind of greed—it’s a crime. Not just against us, but against future generations ⏳💔.”
Ivy Mae let out a heavy sigh, shoulders sagging with the weight of history 🌫️💨. “We were all paying for their selfishness. But that’s what happens when power’s concentrated in the hands of so few 🖤. It was up to people like us to make sure they didn’t get away with it ✊🔥.”