How can a piece of paper decide our presence?
Our identity wrapped up into a few letters
We strive for this paper,
It’s golden edges and glimmer in the sun
Our lives dedicated to obtaining those few flat words
Suddenly I am more than before
Now you respect me
Now you honor my knowledge
Before I was no one
Now I am everyone
With dignity and honor
It justifies our existence as more than a just thing
All this power in what can ash easily turn
And is one rain storm away from shredding
It is nothing
We are everything
Our minds full of intelligence unmet
Our souls built to withstand the hate
We are fireproof
We are solid and real
And no paper can give that to us
And no paper can take it away.
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