The Future
Some think the future will be scary
Some think the future will be lovely like Febuary
I'm thinking of the latter
Some will tell me it doesn't really matter
The outcome will depend on your contribution
It could end in corruption
It can end in joy
Either way the future is going to be played like a toy
Live by these words for a guide
A journey with a heck of a ride
Look to the future
Shape the future
Follow those words for salvation
As you'll be in full satisfaction
This poem is about:
Me
My family
My community
My country
Our world
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