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Alexis Cymone Coon

Slavery

Slavery
 
We are not born into existence or deprived of persistence.
Instead we are millennial….
A world that once held a vision
The key to dream were our wishes,
So where is the end to each beginning?
Deceased!
In the ingredients of our future’s dishes
I cannot dream without it being witnessed.
A prayer isn’t of faith without an audience’s mistress…
Yet…..
We are the future generation.
Born into a society where emojis replace kisses…
Being of a world with the labels to being gifted…
Discovering our worth with the “likes” of viewer’s visits…
Yet…
We are the promise of tomorrow….
Drowning yesterday’s leaders in today’s “followers”…
Holding no vision for potential generations…. What sorrow…
What is to become of the future “us”.
Chained in ignorance of the values for which we lust…
Burn the passes to this slavery bus..
I beg of thee…
How can we enjoy freedom, until we learn how to be “free”?
 
—Alexis C.

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