I AM THINKING- POEM

The earth breathes deep, a secret held in stone, A future murmur where no blood is sown. Instead of forging blades to claim and break, Why not new nations, for goodness sake. Untapped potential sleeps beneath our feet, Resources slumber, waiting to be sweet. A thousand years ago, a vision grand, From ancient hands, wonders kissed the earth.

They built with purpose, reaching for the sky, And left behind a legacy that won't die. To lead, a sacred trust, not iron fist, An overseer's heart, a gentle tryst.

But cries now echo, born of needless pain, The poor afflicted, caught within the chain. A shift is brewing, a controlling tide, They seek to bind us, where we cannot hide.

Not just to rule, but hold us in their sway, And steal our future, every single day. So tell me friend, beneath this heavy sky, Don't you think it's time for us to think.

Don't you think the earth has room to grow. Don't you think a better seed to sow? Don't you think a future we can claim, Beyond this darkness, engraved in freedom's name.