To what end, do we complain?
We see the past with offense and disdain.
Our heritage erased in social conviction.
No learning has stemmed through past reflection.
Movements to change the values of parents,
While depression and anxiety become transparent.
To what end are we hoping to reach?
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To what end, do we express hate?
What will become of our fate?
We cast judgements of past generations.
Just to draw our own reservations.
No lessons are learned, they are just swept away,
While opinions are shared on our phones every day,
To what end are we hoping to meet?
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To what end, do we feel offended?
All of the problems of the past haven’t ended.
Racism, sexism and bigotry are very real,
It is not just past eras, the tragedies we feel.
Embrace what we’ve learned and keep the lessons held close,
You never know when you will need them the most.
