Survival

Hearts wrench in a new nation,
founded on the bases of disgust and hatred.
What could we ever be?
What could we ever do?
We is no longer the collective.
We is just the dawn of this new age.
So many problems that children will have to face,
so much pure disgust and anguish.
Accomplishments are seen far and few between,
and the faces of the many outweigh the few.
The few that are too shy to go out,
the few that are too shy to make a change.
The ones that hide in the corners,
The ones that bleed themselves dry then die.
The ones that have to weigh the pros and cons,
The ones that have to decide if they'd rather live in this nation, or die.
These are the people who need our help.
These are the people who need love.
Compassion.
Devotion.
Strength.
Willpower.
Motivation.
Drive.
These are the people we must care about,
for they care not for themselves.
Will we let them silently bleed?
Will we let them cower up into the shadows?
This nation already does it.
What's another year or two gonna do?
Yeah.
Keep telling yourself that,
we'll see how well it goes....