We are the People

We are the people.

The girl who wears every scar like a trophy.

The boy who struggles with reading.

The kid who protests for their rights.

The mother who works 3 jobs to pay the bills.

The father who always remembers to kiss his children good night.

The teenager who loves moths.

We are the people.

Every single one of us.

No matter our race, gender, sexuality, beliefs, and personal abilities.

We are the people.

And you can’t shake us down.

Posted in response to the challenge We the People.

Creativity641

VT

14 years old

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