We Have Come for Your Future

We have come

for your future,

and we will not be

deterred.

Your beliefs stand

like a moribund mansion

left untended,

overgrown with weeds,

with peeling paint,

grotesquely

oversized

for your neighborhood.

We have come

for your future,

and we will not

be distracted.

You stand on your porch,

shoulders wrapped

with a faded

and tattered flag,

standing on the

family Bible,

dusty from obsolescence,

exploiting these artifacts

as shields

to hide your prejudices

and antiquated justifications.

Your time has come

and gone.

We’ve been left out

of the inner rooms

of money and policy

long enough.

We are

cold, hungry and desperate,

and if you don’t

hand it over willingly,

we will take it.

Don’t fight us,

as we have time,

youth

and impatience

in our arsenal.

We come armed

will ideals

rooted in

the eternal value

of justice,

tips sharpened

by the sting

of unfairness

and the memory

of righteous indignation.

You tried to suffocate us

with powerlessness,

but our will to survive

was greater than your will

to destroy.

Yes,

we have come

for your future,

and we won’t take

No

for an answer.

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