Every morning i wake up i feel the silence
for every second i prepare myself mentally and physically for the sh*t that will happen
for every minute i gather me equipment for the day to make myself ready for anything
for every hour i sit on the bus i feel the shaking around me and the silence from no one speaking
for every day I'm at school, is just another day in a political war between words and acts
for every week it just feels the teachers are destroying our score for their amusements
we are nothing more then their pawns in a none stopping power struggle
for every month we grew more and more tired of this sh*t raising our arms
against the world and our people
for every year a revolution is made and is our time to start one against this unfair world
who thinks they can do what the f*ck they want
This is our home and our world
and will be until we get the f*ck
out of here
Every word is a grenade that can trigger a wave of emotions to rally up the people
and
Every act is a banner to show that we have something to show
to protect and fight for
our eyes are the scope
our mouth are the trigger
our lungs are the magazine
our air is the bullets
and
our words are the fire
- Author: Sunflower of Yesterday (Pseudonym) ( Offline)
- Published: March 27th, 2018 02:00
- Category: Unclassified
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Comments1
Very good and powerful words and you are the future..... looks like the young are going to be the defenders of the earth if they don't want it to be destroyed by the old folks..... protect the environment, put down the greed, go for it! (But not with guns of course).........
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