From The Crop We Rise

We are the recycled degenerates,

The freedom seekers

Of a worn out earth.

Invigorated with ambition for a

Future sparked with pigments of saturation,

Of deep deep colors that stand in solidarity,

Of a crystallized people

That glisten with truth;

A warmer people,

Filled to the brim with sunlight and fire.

We have been here before,

We are not the only ones who have once filled our gaping cores with inhalations of life,

Of beauty,

Of awe.

We carry the torch,

We seek greater truths through storied art,

With curious eyes and tender hearts.

Rebels with a cause.

Rebels, with a cause.