For Tomorrow

I lie there

 

I find myself struggling

Struggling with myself and my lack of wealth

Struggling with what I see on the TV

Struggling with what I am, is this really me

Struggling to find me, no matter who that may be

 

I find myself feeling powerless

Who am I to change this, a kid?

What value do I have on this Earth, none?

When will this feeling end, never?

Where will I be, home?

Why do I deal,  hope?

 

I find myself hating the world

Hating the Poison in our water

Hating the Oil and what its done

Hating the Wealth in the hands of the wicked

Hating the Enormous illusion of freedom, thats been pulled over our eyes

Hating the Readiness to kill and die for a lie

 

I find myself Awake

I crawl out of my covers

I prepare myself for the day ahead 

I do this for tomorrow, one step at a time, one day at a time

I do it for change 

I face today to battle tomorrow 

 

 

 

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