A River of Tears

Every day when we stand for the pledge, I feel like a curtain has fallen over me,  

holding me down. 

I remember who is president for the next four years. 

And I want to cry. 

I want to sit down and cry a river of tears. 

Because sometimes dread and fear grip me, and I want the world to stop and let me be sad. 

I want the world to let me cry a river of tears. 

Then when I am done, I want the world to know that I am now ready for anything they hurl my way. 

I want the world to know that I can do anything I put my mind to. 

And that they should not underestimate what this generation can do. 

What we WILL do. 

And I believe that to be: Try our best to make the world a better place and never give up. 

Posted in response to the challenge Democracy & Ethics – Writing.

GhostSlayer

VT

14 years old

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