Wake Up Poem by we are the ones who dont exist

Wake Up



wake upfrom the curtains of hazy lies, that,
you sleep under when they say your safe.
we are the fortunate ones, we are the luckiest of the unlucky.
which means we are the face of the revolution

Wednesday, November 20, 2019
Topic(s) of this poem: lies,sleep
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