Poem.

The cornerstone of society

Built on those who can never leave
Built on hopes and dreams
Built on the grounds of humanity
Built on the lives of many
Built on the deaths of revolutionaries

Building the lives
We live today
Building the graves
We fill today

We are the architects
That created the design
We are the architects
That crossed the line

We are the people
Perfect,but crippled

We are the apples
That fell too far from the tree

We are the fruits
With tainted seeds

We are the cross
That burns in a lake

We are the product
Of mutual blame

We are the people
That cant see

The blind leading the blind
Trying to find an answer
To our crippled lives

We are the answer
To a question never asked

We are the infestation
Of an unprecedented attack

We are the architects
That created the design
We are the architects
That crossed the line

We are what we are
We are what we are

So let us be
Even if we aren’t deserving

So let us be
Because we’re human beings

So let us be,
Let us be

We created what we see
We created what we believe
We created what we’ve made
We created what we’ve saved

We as beings
Deserve everything
We as people
Understand very little

We are who we are
We are who we are

And we are

The architects of our own lives
Building what we can
With what little we have
Using our skills
To help us build

We are

The architects

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