Saturday, December 29, 2012

Maybe Tomorrow

When will it be over?
When will we be equal?
When will we be safe
From selfishness and evil?
Will it be today
With the end of school?
Or will it be at work
Where cliques become uncool?
Maybe when booze and drugs
Are banished from our lands
Will I then be safe
From unwelcome hands?
When there are no more guns
And no one carries knives
Will there then be no one
Who steals people’s lives?
When we are successful
In keeping bombs from teens
Will the board no longer
Allow bullies to “tease”?
When we can no longer
Hit for any reason
Will what they do to us
Rank up there with treason?
We are the generations
That will own this land tomorrow
But while it’s still today
Will you refuse to end our sorrow?
Or will you only tie our hands
While leaving theirs unbound,
Allowed to roam our bodies
Allowed our dreams to hound
Will you allow them to violate us
In the worst possible way
Though if I bear a knife
You would lock me away?
Will you always measure a threat
By which of us is armed?
Or will you one day know
The true nature of harm?
Will you always focus most
On the drugs and booze,
Thinking Eminem’s at fault
For kids that make the news?
Or will you one day notice
The looks in their eyes
And notice it wasn’t a set of lyrics
That guided his skin to mine
Every issue is answered
If you listen to every side
But only the wrong will win
If the rules support the lies
Those who own the land today
Are those making the rules
Maybe tomorrow we will see
True safety in our schools.
--Maybe Tomorrow, 2010

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