[Jacob Samples]

A social disruption.
Free speech?
Freedom of press?
Anarchy dwindling
Nihilism taking over
Existentialism plaguing the mind.

Forget the ages past,
Remember the years to come.
Revolutions are coming.
We take all responsibility,
Just like the times before.

We will prove our worth,
We will show you the truth.
A black eye creates a picturesque "rebel".
A cut to our wrist drains the blood,
But our soul forever lives on.

The world is ours.
We will shape it how we see fit.
We will be the leaders,
The leaders of the revolution.

(keep in mind that this is one of my first attempts at poetry and not lyrics)