Activism Futility
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Hold your sign
Tout your voice
Hide your gun
Love your choice
The only way for change to come
Is standing there and doing none
while singing fantasies of peace
illuding that this all can cease
To be honest, I am just plain bored
With pseudo-hip-hop poetry
Designed to better strike a chord
With young and restless folks like me.
“A protest song, a feral scream!”
A whine, a whimper – a squeak?
