You are a florescent bulb

And the world is a room

It is not a dark room

But it is dark to you


You must find a socket

Discover the grooves

And take the twisting the world has done to you

Illuminate the present with the power of the past


I believe that with the flip of a switch

Your future is bright

This poem is about: 
My country
Our world
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