Hail to the undying youth

Hail to the undying youth

Dont shoot, don't scream

Impoverished homes, successful


Silence of the people

Kill me not, for I am afraid

Shoot once....twice.....three

hundred times

The death of the so called undying

Life's slayed a dime a dozen

Harmless individual don't be frightened I'll

only shoot once

Hail privilege of the privileged

Kill the system, shoot the warm hearted

Hail eternal youth.


This poem is about: 
Our world


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