Reflection transformed into a powerful, spoken-word style poem Where is the leader we once knew? The one we looked up to not for power, but for truth? Once, a voice could rise above the noise. A light in the dark, a mind with vision, a heart with courage. A soul that carried hope. But now
Humanity Drowning
Reflection transformed into a powerful, spoken-word style poem Where is the leader we once knew? The one we looked up to not for power, but for truth? Once, a voice could rise above the noise. A light in the dark, a mind with vision, a heart with courage. A soul that carried hope. But now