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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