Confetti The Wind
Armed with little more than hope,
faith becomes your trusted shield.
For you believe in yourself,
and the confidence you wield.
The city's all aglitter,
while hunger's all too real.
And the flashing neon lights
camouflage how scared you feel.
You see, open bigotry;
redefining right and wrong.
And an unjust system; where
the weak empower the strong.
Wishes confetti the wind,
as paper dreams fly away.
And if that doesn't make you cry,
it is yourself: you betray.
Confronting a wicked world,
innocence is first to die.
For reality's ugly,
and Santa Claus is a lie.
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