Woke up feeling doubt,
Though I know we can work it out
Hope , just on the horizon
As others shake in fear
Striking out in their confusion
Blindly hurt others they love
Believing the lies of generations
Afraid they are all alone
Fires burning in the streets
Reflecting the fires of hate they were taught was fate
If peace won over doctrine
And they lay their struggle down
The sickness became real
After years of bitter zeal
They had won their battles long ago
But they were told that if they stopped, their causes end would be sown
A nation cried out for unity….
A  vote was cast
Yet the tears still came
In the darkness, the evil was spawned
A generation,  you forced blinders on
The delusions and pain you have caused will be your undoing
You agents of corruption
An eye for an eye
Hurt for a hurt
Every tear you summoned from these people
Will reflect in your own countenance
When global falsehoods become transparent
The children of freedom will be avenged.

An Original Poem by H.R Beebe