I live in a time of fear
In a time the media dominates
Every moves is caught and scrutinized
Action is not apart of the vocabulary
What is there to be proud of?
Everything seems to be “bling bling” and “ice” covered
While the core is a generation of hardships
People are dying everyday
Others lives are at stake
I look up to the elders
The trustworthy elders
That damned us into war
They had a voice
They were not afraid to raise it in youth
With the flag they adored
Why are we in this war?
What is the purpose?
Where are the young rebels today?
Who will be fighting?
When will it end?
How will it end?
For war of questions
A war where the ends meet
And continues for time’s end
Action is needed
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