Through complaint, protest and revolt, without the gun,
They have now an opportunity, so remarkably won.
Filled with ecstatic joyfulness, their united voices resound,
As they now stand at the edge, of their bright future found.
Will they be able to keep out, the past they seek to quell,
Letting it be a past lesson, as in peace and happiness they dwell?
The answer to this will be determined, as moments unfold,
While their euphoria mellows, with their need to be bold.
Bold enough to now live, the future they’ve all dreamt of,
Strong enough to continue their struggle, based on love.
For love will be the measure, of each new decision made,
And if not so, their future will be but the past, in which they’ve stayed.
But, far from reality, may that now come to be,
As we all hold our breath, while we wait to see.
C. J. Marshowler
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