we are the reincarnated fiery souls of our disenchanted dead heroes. they died when the masses forgot their importance, muddied by their righteous marches, put to sleep by the monotony of their constant cry for change and hope. shot dead by fanatics, tyrants, and oppressors. we must not forget!
we are the inebriated poets still writing when the populous has gone illiterate. they silenced themselves voluntarily with distraction, greed, and consumption: false components of the american dream. bred and brainwashed generation after generation. we must be heard!
we are the inspired artists painting portraits of truth and allegory. they hushed each other when suits concealed freedom and passion, obscured dreams and possibility. silenced by rules and self-imposed social norms. we must dissent!
we are a generation of a billion voices, and yet no one is listening. speak up!