Children of a New Generation
We are the children of a new generation
Growing effortlessly like flowers in a meadow
They teach us things like right and wrong
Left and right
Yes and no
But they refuse to teach us what we want to know
If we become too loud
They silence us
If we become too active
They chain us down
There is no more right to speak
What happened to our nation?
We once gathered under the right to assemble and speak out
But now we are shut down, kicked out, forced to stay quiet
Schools teach us compliance as
They rip pages from our books
Rip chunks out of history
We try to stand up but they tell us to sit down
If I want my education, I must stay silent.
In this system, they teach us that the only things to exist are dichotomies
Right and wrong, left and right, yes and no
They tell us that we can either
Stand up and be punished
Or sit down and receive an education.
They say other nations don’t get this education
So we should consider ourselves lucky
Lucky?
Lucky for my rights to be stripped from my red white and blue skin.
We were formed under a flag
With the right to speech, press, assembly, and to petition against our government
And against the systems that hold us hostage
But this education system is taking over
They paint over our red white and blue stripes
To leave a blank canvas
Allowing them to paint on whatever pictures they want
They chain us up to a circle of what we can and can’t say
And throw away the key
Leaving us helpless
And weak with no power to stop them
We are the children of a new generation
Wilting flowers in a dying meadow
The pesticides they spray leave us paralyzed and wilted
We are your new generation.
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