"What have you done?
Hark thy brothers blood cries out to me from the ground."
Each day another piece of our future dies.
We can pass the Brady Bill, put ratings on TV,
But our future will always need parents.
Not sperm donors or shacking up mates,
The future is here for us to shape and
we're letting it slip through our fingers,
and all you can do is ask,
"How can I make a difference?"
No actions, just words.