Refinement on trial: manners become counterfeit when they are made to serve comforts. You’ve taught the silver how to shine. Now teach the hand that holds it.
Heaven on Credit, Religion is intellectual fraud—selling a promise as truth, then treating doubt as the buyer’s moral defect. You promised me forever, And took my only life.
I can't afford to dream. My intelligence has not disappeared but poverty holds it hostage. How shall I dream of stars tonight? The rent has taken all the sky.
You sold your humanity, A glittering advertising jingle that slowly becomes a funeral march. Put the ending in the picture, When you advertise the dream.
I am not my grades. I reject your fake education, I reject memorization, I reject your lies, I reject your diploma. I will invent my own tools and rise above all your schools.
A knight discovers that world needs rescuing. His final act of courage is raising a sword against counterfeit authority. I did not cross the fire, to perish in your lies.
You are meant to grow all the way up my child, all the way up until you stand as a great being. You are a fire, you are a force of nature, you are the future, you are
We are meant to be warriors, philosophers, artists, dreamers. We are not animals meant for the cage, we are miracles of the universe. We will not pretend. We will rise to no end.
