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In the Hands of The Youth
We started with a ruler
One that never looked out for our people
One that looked out for himself
He took away the rights of Americans
He had no regard for the life of his citizens
We ended up with a ruler
He didn't look out for our people
He only looked out for himself
He took away the voices of Americans
He had no regard for the life of his citizens
Oh how did we end up
Repeating our mistakes?
Ignorance and hate
Put us back in the same place
We were lead through a path
One that did not lead us to freedom
One that did not lead us to love
One that lead us to division
One that lead us to hate
We find ourselves in a country
Where one can not love thy neighbor
One can not put aside differences
One can not speak their words
For fear of individuality and uniqueness
For fear rubber bullets and tear gas
The thought of death
Is a daily thought for the people of America
Watching the fluctuating numbers
Going up and going down
The death of sweet old lucy
Is just a number in the textbooks now
A movement spread across America
Signs of strength and courage
Showed themselves in big cities across the country
Just to be ignored
Just to be silence
Equality was shattered
With the click of a gun
With the knee of a cop
With the lock of the handcuffs
The coward
Who was supposed to pull our country
To pull our people
Out of the dark depths of poverty
Of inequality
Of the death of sweet old Lucy
Putt on a green golf course
But we opened our eyes
We climbed out of the dark depths
Of the deaths and the poverty and the inequality
We took the rubber bullets and suffered through the tear gas
We worked together to make a change
Now look where we are
Different nationalities, orientations, genders
Look at the future with a new hope
A hope for equality
A hope for sweet old Lucy to live a couple of years more
This hope lands in the hands of the youth.
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This piece is a declaration of new hope for equality in America that is now in the hands of the younger generations.