Poem #8, "How LOL" is super long, and probably hard to get through. But the last stanza is dope, I think, so here it is, again, standing alone. I like it, sometimes I even sing it opera style to myself while I'm driving, that's how much I like it. It's about us! All of us! What! No way! Here:
Who are Here Now with a Purpose
That they Feel in their bones.
Realizing at last that they’re more than they’ve been told.
It was said long ago, for a chance to be Free,
A warning to them, Don’t You Dare Tread On Me.
This is the Dawn of the Age of The People.
Can you hear me o young ones?
Do you feel me, millennials?
Fathers and daughters, mothers and sons
We Rise up Together, Viva la Revolution!