Enough Youth, Enough
Enough youth, enough of restless nights,
Of dreams deferred and endless fights.
The world spins fast, yet still we run,
Chasing tomorrows under a burning sun.
Enough of waiting, enough of fear,
Of silent voices, unheard and unclear.
Our hands are calloused, our backs are strong,
We’ve built the world, yet we don’t belong.
Enough of broken promises and blame,
Of futures lost in the smoke of fame.
Our passions blaze, our hearts still beat,
We rise, undaunted, from defeat.
Enough of shackles, enough of chains,
Of borrowed hopes and borrowed gains.
We are the seeds, we are the rain,
The healing force for every pain.
Enough of shadows, enough of doubt,
Of whispers that try to drown us out.
We are the storm, the calm, the flame,
We write our story, we choose our name.
Enough youth, enough no more delay,
The world is ours, come what may.
With every step, with every breath,
We carve our path, defying death.