Please sir spare me some change
You can keep your money
Put away your nickles and dimes
That’s not what i need
I need a generation of men who will live up to their creed
A generation above greed
Do not pelt me with quarters
But with honor and hard work
Do this and we may have a chance
But do it quickly for there’s not much time
Every second tick-tocks us further away from where we need to be
Open your eyes and read!
They tell me I need to walk before I can run
But I need to run
I need to jump into the thick of the mess to find where we had begun