I Am... Potential

I am the tongue of the flame

I lick and spit

fire embers

that ignite the maim

I am the spark

that starts

the twister

in the dark

I am the change

that you've been

waiting to see

I am the end

of the pain

which brings tragedy

I am the scorch

that burns away disease

but that leaves

room for hope

for growth

for epitomes

I am potential

for the rebirth

of our Earth

I am unrealized

by society

which looks down on me

I am trust

Lift me

I will pull you up

Don't look down

We're on track

We are the future

We can bring it back

This poem is about: 
My community
My country
Our world


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