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It Is Not Our Fault

Updated on November 20, 2016
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Alexandra Lang is a student at The Young Americans College of The Performing Arts. She specializes in acting, dancing, and writing poetry.

Where to Place the Blame

It is not our fault that when you look around at this world, you feel empty.

It is not our fault that trees are getting cut down, flowers are getting pulled, and land is getting burned.

It is not our fault that people are screaming for you to save them, but you turn your head and walk away.

It is not our fault that this world is living off of debt that we owe to people who are actually in need.

It is not our fault the rainforests have been shrinking faster than the hope of the breathing beings living in them.

It is not our fault that there is more oil in the ocean than there is in our cars.

It is not our fault that the world has been slowly getting warmer for centuries.

It is not our fault that the color of our skin defines us into a specific stereotype.

It is not our fault that people are so close minded to the idea of equality.

It is not our fault careless names exist based on gender, sexuality, skin color, or social status.

It is not our fault that there are millions of starving children full of diseases begging to die.

It is not our fault there is war, destruction, and mutilation.

It is not our fault that there are piles of waste higher than skyscrapers polluting this earth.

It is not our fault that this world, once full of color, is now a sphere of gray.

It is not our fault that the once beautiful ocean, full of life and mystery, is now full of toxic waste and debris.

It is not our fault we were born into this world.

You tell us we're too young to make a difference, but from what I see, we're the only ones trying. From what I see, we are being the change we wish to see in the world. From what I see, the beauty we build is the ugly you tear down. From what I see, the dreams we have hoped are the ones you have crushed. From what I see, this generation is the start of something that gives me hope. From what I see, we are fighting for a cause. From what I see, we will not stop creating, growing, and hoping. From what I see, we are just getting started. From what I see, we are artists trying to paint this world a new life.

It is not our fault that when we offer our help, our bodies, our minds, our spirits, you turn the other direction and say we are too young.

It is not our fault that we have hope.

It is not our fault that we dream of a better tomorrow.

We will not carry this world of despair into our next generation.

So, the next time you want to blame those rebellious teenagers, ask yourself, who's fault is it?

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