It seemed like the world was crashing down around me, the sky shattering to pieces. The air was becoming thick and difficult to pass into my lungs. My eyes stung, burning from hot tears of pain. The knowledge that it was over, that we couldn’t be together, made the colors seem so bleak and frail. The essence of everything was being washed away in that tremulous revelation.
Forcing a deep, prolonged breath, a sob escaped me. A sound that mixed with hers, just as our breath, our sweat, our hearts, our being had once been one. But now it had to come to an end, just as everything soon must.
Though… before it was over, I had to have one last touch. One last shared spaced. One last lovingly connected embrace…
“While are world crumbles around us what are we doing? We are the Youth of the Nation and we do absolutely nothing. We sit back, plug our ears, and pretend that nothing bad at all is happening. We stay in our own little worlds, where it never rains, never too cold or hot, where everything is perfect; where there is only one population: Me.
“Why do we stand back? Why do we never observe the happenings around us? Only we can change what’s in this world; our world. We, as Americans, indulge in our Freedom, and don’t look out beyond it. The poverty is not only in Third World Countries. It’s also in our own back yard. Yet we spit in their faces; our Nation’s face. We act as if they’re not even there, as if they are just illusions, figments of our imagination, of our Nation’s imagination.
“We are the Youth of the Nation and we can change this. Let’s change the world, not just our Nation, but them all. War surrounds us, yet where would we be without it? Still under the control of Europe, not being able to have this Freedom? Let’s have our own revolution, we the Youth of the Nation, for the Better Good! We don’t have to fight with guns and fist; we need words, pens, pencils, paper; that’s all we need. Will you change the world? Will we change the world? For the Better Good?”