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My country’s hope? The children

Metal baton on asphalt with shadow shaped like barbed wire club

A baton casts a shadow resembling a barbed wire club on pavement.

The clouds promise rain
but deliver tear gas

it blurs the vision
but clears the mind
and shines a light
on how tiny little lies
grow over time
into huge bedazzling untruths
until soon people believe:

that war is the new peace
and control, the new freedom
that looking to the past is the new future
and closed minds, the new enlightenment

It takes a baton in uniform
nails on skulls
bullying and bullets
to expose the truth:

that indifference is the villain
benign acceptance, a malignancy
willful ignorance, the enemy
and corruption, the traitor

It takes children to teach us how to adult.

*Image generated by AI

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