Last night, I was feeling very strongly about the election and those that didn't vote. It's a right. You should use it. Anyway, I couldn't sleep. There was far too much running through my head. Finally, I flipped on the light and wrote this poem. This morning, I added to it and edited it. It's a little extreme and obviously, God has a plan bigger than politics, but all the same, I think this poem is quite true. Anyway, here it is: The Voice of a Broken Generation.
By Kandis
Our elders hold the scepters
The choices we can’t make
They choose not to speak out
Oh what will be our fate
Opinions are just fine to have
But they can make or break
A nation full of small ones
Of those who made mistakes
Another nation bound
By the choices we don’t make
Will you leave us in the silence
Continue passing by us
Leaving us no destiny
While in your hands, the key
You have a voice
PLEASE USE IT!
Before you finally lose it
You hold our post-present
Will you make it quite unpleasant
You’re gambling our “to be’s”
On your “almost maybes”
Our lives are in the balance
We hardly have a chance
Please stand firm and fight
Use your power-filled right
You are all we’ve got
And yet you use not
Your choice
Your voice
Your vote
You’ve still not spoken
Please speak for us,
A Generation Broken
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