"Life is beautiful. Not too many people say that in this generation. Many would wish for it to end because they allow themselves to be surrounded with the hatred and misfortune of the world around them. But really, we should embrace the happiness and the hope that the world can still, and is still giving us. We should never let the bad things win in life. There's a reason why superheroes always win. The good should win over the evil of the world.
So I say, as a teen in this world, that we should all rise and do what we can to save our generation, to save future generation. Let's save what the past had harmed and destroyed. Let's fight to the ends of the earth. Let's try our best to beat out the evil and replace it with love, care, and happiness."
I say this now, in front of a large crowd of students who either had already given up or just about to. No one really wants to stand up to what I had just say, and slowly I myself, start to lose faith where I stand because I just realized, it was too late to say of this. Way too late. Or so I thought.
One person, from the crowd, just one, stood up and pumped her fist in the air, clearly agreeing with me. Many around her looked at her like she was a mad man, but me, I just smiled. She is the one in the hundreds, like me, who wants to save the world from the self-destruction the humans were causing. A he raised, soon, other did too. My small mile became a giant one when row after row started to stand, though some were hesitant and wasn't sure if they really want to do this. But in their eyes, I saw hope. Finally, at last, their eyes showed hope and I could help but tear up. It can take just one person, out of many, to start something big. And that doesn't mean that one person can save the world, groups of ones can.
As time goes by, the ones became tens, and those tens became hundreds. This was the start of a revolution.
I wrote this to music. That's why it's called musical writing.
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Poems and other writings I did in my High School career before I became a Senior
RandomThis is the saved work from before my senior year that I was talking about when I started the "Poems and other writings I did in 2017-2018 during creative writing" book. This time, I will not show the grades like I did in the other book because I c...