Let us replant the vision of our youth
nourish and water ideals with dirt truth,
take our wallets out of the stripping malls,
invest our money in wisdom's hallowed halls,
replacing our proclivity for greed
with the actualization of dire need.
I clear my mind and hear the drumming call
pounding poetic beats, freethinkers all,
reading your written emancipation
and imagination proclamation.
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Invest money in Hallowed halls. Beautifully written!