The expectations are set,
before we even come into the world.
We see things as a threat,
before we know what flag they hold.
We refuse to accept everyone,
before we get to know them.
Our load is a hefty ton,
before we’ve grown like a stem.
We are expected to fight a war,
before we can decide if it’s right.
We are sent out on a tour,
before we know how to fight.
We are put into a situation,
before we can even fuss.
We were looked down on by the nation,
before there was even us.
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