Many young are so accustomed,
To seeing themselves addressed ignorantly...
Religiously follow like sheep in these steps,
And accept this as to reflect...
A part of their heritage.
And if any of their peers are discovered to become,
Too serious with wishes not to be referred to as clowns...
Immediately they are bullied and ostracized,
From appearing with the others in this circus.
And demands are made to remove themselves,
From under the fenced in tent.
As others who encourage this event,
Boo and hiss those expressing a recognized identity...
Of pride and integrity intended as is meant,
By a strength left inside that is felt...
From the existing spirits of their ancestors.
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Pride and Integrity yes the stamp for us all sadly peers can be swayed with the wrong preaching for the young. thanks to ancestors yes it is felt inside ones self and the strength brings them thru...God help us...regards