TOMORROW

Children, Windows are now doors Streets are now sidewalks They are now history D-day, Don't forget your toothbrush. Flying colors, Children wrestling with water King, Wrestling with his conscious Kids, They will get hurt They already are They stuff their belongings They are having a sleep over Water stings, They "clean" the streets of what they call dirt. Bathe in song, kids so tiny, they are here for "teedom" There is a party, And your invited. Like a plague, The word spreads Rude slurs- burn into their heart, yet they answer with music. Day one, jail filled Day two, jail yard Tomorrow- Freedom.