Literature
In Motion
A single man stands on the hill
looking out towards the people who have gathered,
and the chaos surrounding them.
With fires burning in the distance,
he grabs the megaphone,
and starts to speak.
This is where we gather,
here is where we stand.
But what are we standing for,
when we could be walking.
Moving towards our destination,
and making sure there is a wide wake behind us.
So that those who come after us will know,
that we were here.
As the fires still burn,
people start to move up to him.
for they know,
he will lead them to greatness.
They used their words
Putting labels on each of us,
and ripped us apart.
But that i