The Beginnings of a Revolution

As I sit here and wonder at the possibility of possibilities that are waiting to be mined from the passion of my fellow youth. We youth, we are not young, nor are we old. We are not weak, nor are we strong. We simply are.

It is a movement, it is no one person. It is the masses, not the individual, that demand these changes. We demand these changes, combining our individual voices to make heard our demands for the liberties we were promised, the freedom we are denied.

This is us, standing together, as a body of individuals, united in our cause.

These are the moments that change the fate of the world. We here in America have the rare opportunity to affect the entire world, because our government is entrenched around the world.

Demand the end of our government as a business, demand the end of war-mongering, demand the end of our corporate-ocracy, demand the end of elitism. Demand of our government the morals they profess, to uphold the ideals they spew.

When our government represents our people around the world with their bombs and bullets, that is how the world knows America. They do not see the face of you or I; they see our tanks and our destructive wake.

This war on terror is not one which will be won with bullets and bombs, but maybe with books.

Demand democracy, demand freedom, demand truth. Demand to be heard.