A Solemn Cry Poem by Wolf the poet

Something is but throbbing my brain
My thoughts resembles the sporadic rain
They are razor sharp can pierce the dry grain
The world as we know it isn't just gray

Violence is taking over the humanity's core
That is let's say something innate
The government insinuate this conflict
Instead of preaching unity and freedom

The so called GenZ's are fighting for that tiny bit of freedom
The young souls speaking their truth
Fighting the cold war of the rising economy
We blame the so called hypocrites

The hypocrites being our not so abled leaders
They preach a coolade but offer a toxic lemonade
We will not make our stand
Until that time our feet finally land

I call out to the sharp ears
Let us not waver and wither
We must believe and shape our thoughts
Thoughts to a better future