We thought
We would lose our freedom
Over someone that is
Rich in power,
As others--
Standing behind him--
Happily applaud.
We thought
We have lost our battle
Since the media made it
Seem hopeless,
As the wealthy and the little army
Bask in the glory for their
So-called "hero."
But no fear--
For we emerge in the era,
Where dozens of voices
Become ONE.
Where we don't use papers to prove as soldiers,
But rather,
Become one
And march in the streets to fight
Using words.
Don't lose to injustice.
Win!
(I'm sorry if the title of the poem is not right. If you guys have any suggestions, comment below. I would love to hear it. Until then, keep up-to-date with my posts and have a good day/night.)
Published on
January 23, 2018 17:49
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