The dreams of a child

Are broken with age

The cries die inside

Replaced now with rage


We hold it all in

And channel our will

It sometimes escapes

Perhaps then to kill


But daily we live

Wound tight on a string

We never let loose

To sanity we cling


For fear of reprisal

So silent the word

That wants to be free

That wants to be heard


We now need to want to

And not just to hide

Alone we are not

Remember which side


Our strength is together

Our will could be strong

Dissension among us

Can only be wrong


Remember the dreams

You once had as a child

Remember the times

You actually smiled


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