we call BS

stop taping young 

people’s mouths shut

and telling us where

our places are


stop screaming over the

voices of tomorrow 

and stop telling us we don’t 

know what we’re talking about


our place is in the revolution 

not silenced into submission 

because years from now when

it is only us and our damaged society

we will break the chains that

bind us to old ideals 

and change

the world 

This poem is about: 
My community
My country
Our world


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