Change The World

They say we are the future, But what future is there when we end up on the streets? Because our parents lost their jobs  The only means of living they had. All because some man in the Capitol didn't get his way. They say we can make a difference. But what difference can we possibly make without the degree our parents can't afford because of the expenses they pay in the land of the free. Tell me Mr. President, If you leave this world for your children wouldn't you want to leave it better than when you entered it rather than worse?

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Grant-Grey Porter Hawk Guda

Powerful expression! Please never stop expressing from the heart. Continue the journey of poetry. 

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