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A Part of Something New


I am a part of Generation Z and amending society

 

I wonder what waits for me after this inaguration

I hear voices in protest and anger

I see politically charged violence

I feel lost in a world so self centered

 

I touch the clammy fingers of all the victims

I worry as I come up into adulthood

I cry out for justice, for the weak and the silenced

I understand our world will never be at a cease fire

 

But I say that a stalemate is possible

I dream of a world free from war on the oppressed

I try to stand up and make a difference

I hope that someday that kindness will be welcome.

 
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