Modesty in Vain
Of a fair chance for all,
Where the biggest issues humanity faces
Where there are no billionaires
Smothering the other 99% of us
I dream of green hills rolling,
Of wind, air, and water power fueling us,
Where we prosper
Not their vain agendas that
Continue to lock up Black youth,
Strip the innocent of power, resources, and wealth,
Wealth they lost being enslaved for centuries,
All their power the strong stole by being vicious monsters,
Resources they take to this day from lands never their own.
I dream of justice.
I dream of a day where I can stand
Someone being denied their best life
I dream so hard of freedom,
Of not accepting bigots’ excuses for oppression any longer.
I dream of tomorrow being so beautifully filled to the brim
Yet I know
This world
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Wow, what a poem, well crafted and well spoken! Really appreciate the central alignment which accentuates the masterful use of long and short line structures. Everything about this just works so well, which is crucial for the message being shared. Thank you for writing this.
I agree with Philip, wow, from start to its frustratingly sad but true end.
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