The Stolen Future
written by: Nur Afirah
@afirahnr
our children,
their backpacks heavy with dreams–
but today,
the gates of knowledge rust, unseen.
where laughter once rippled like streams,
now only silence remains.
in places once bright with hope,
only shadows and pain.
some will never return,
their futures plucked like wilted flowers.
it’s the world that needs a lesson
to rewrite this broken story.
I’m supposed to scoop my cat’s litter, but my hands find the keyboard instead. Here I am, stringing words together with all the grace of a cat knocking over a glass of water. I write almost everything without a clue about format or structure—just unfiltered creativity on the loose. If it has a story, I’m probably trying to write it, and if it doesn’t, I’m probably working on that too.
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