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Children of Men

I'm trying to be a fly on the wall of wherever is greatness is being assembled, we aim to be Marcus Garvey's yesterday morning, I wanna believe he and Sam Cook were of the same mind, my change is a house of cards, stacked up against everything I wanna fight for,...The revolution will not be televised because the feed is nothing but a whisper in the wind, but if you heard it, you'd feel it in your soul like The Temptations,...We question everything, but believe nothing, and write our own stories as we go, some of the elders believe us to be unemotional, not so much, we just believe in truth over intentions,...Our mothers and fathers instilled clarity in our lines of sight, yet nowadays, we've turned it into tunnel vision, we only like what we see, when what we see, is us,...You can broadcast old movies, and tell stories of wars fought for our freedom, but our freedom is Starbucks, Prada shoes, & YouTube, our future is bright, isn't it?...We're not all bad though, being misguided isn't a bad thing, it keeps us believing that growth & change are right over the horizon,...Belief is dangerous when it puts power into the people, we might not be the ones who fought for front bus seats, segregation, and good intentions, but god help us, we're trying to clean the skeletons out of our closets, and the demons out of inhibitions, it's a long walk home, and we're just trying to make curfew,...

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