Towers Fall

Where is the future that they promised us?

The future that if we went to college and worked hard we would have the world?

That future fell with the towers, over twenty years and gone and unfurled

The ruling class sowed division and fear amongst us

The corrupt feed on our broken backs and aching hands

We argue with each other while the four horsemen rule the lands

Famine, led by plague, led by war, led by death

We carry on with our final breaths

This has to end

We have a voice to be heard and hands to lend

to lead towards a future, we can promise ourselves

and hope

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