Change…

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“The sun goes down
and heroes eventually die.
But at the end of it all,
we’ll all converge
to sing a hallelujah chorus
to celebrate our triumph…”
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In the midst of our peers
there we raved about tomorrow
with the light of rebellion
in our eyes ablaze.
But of tomorrow;
it never came.

Change!
The battle cry of a generation
but too soon we gave a victory cheer.
Facedown in a ditch lying,
from our wounds oozed
the blood of shame.
Blown sky-high till kingdom come,
the battle left us battered and scarred.

Forced to accept our defeat,
we took it like a pill of chloroquine.
For change we struggled,
but here’s the thing
they said about Change…
“it begins with me.”

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