SHACKLED HOPE
Lying on the solid ground
Chewing on a blade of grass
Dreaming of a bright tomorrow
Wishing time would hurry up and pass
Sitting in a jammed room
Full of systems and games
Too young for it to really matter
That no one knows the importance of names
Teaching by example is done
Hope flew to a better home
People thinking others have it good
While the majority are happy to be left alone
A generation with a future
Fought to rid self of control
While this bunch of teens
Are wandering in the great void of soul
The gap between what was
And what is to come
Lies within the watered down flame
Held captive by the sun
Let us throw off the shackles
And dig deep into jeweler's well
Let us pull up treasures
That no history book could ever tell
Written by Trudy Schrader on 12-10-2023
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