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Nov 2020
I am from the cold nights that flow like silent streams

Form the sticky summers to the shouts on the streets

I am from defiance, and ambition that burns within

From that blood-curdling anger at the hand, we were dealt with

suppressed. Mistreated. Feeling as though everything is wrong.

I am left distressed at the mercy of the throne

Of power far too big for an individual to bare

That they use to abuse and send their people into disrepair

Yet I grit my teeth and set forth to a land that promises no despair  


Now I'm from a new land

A land of hope and change

The monsters that rule here have a chance to be slain

Slain by the people, for the mistreatment, for the injustice

Fighting with ambition for a future that they could fully entrust in.

Only then when the dust has settled

When we have been freed of those chains of metal

Finally, then I can say

I'm from a land that holds no more pain

No more cages

No more authorities  that keep us enslaved in

I’ll be from a land that is truly and really

Free
I am not an anarchist this is a poem based on Emma Goldman I was forced to do for school but I actually kind of liked.
Written by
Nick lupin
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     --- and Bogdan Dragos
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