A Poem: Future Broken

The world is just not what we were told it would be
Opportunities to come were often spoken
The world is open, our path ours to choose, we’re free
But reality’s cold, their words a mere token

Good ol’ fashioned hard work from us is what’s needed
Their ignorant words boom through the halls, provoking
When the many ills of our world are not heeded
Their bright promises of the future are broken

When confronted disrespect and anger their themes
All while the world they made is burning and choking
It’s busting, breaking, cracking open at the seams
They still promise the future and it’s still broken

Photo by Aaron Murphy from FreeImages

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