Rebels Poem by Jackson Wings

Resist, Rebel, Reclaim... You will never end our rain we will rise up and you will rue the day you knocked us down. We are the Kings of Acirema better version of America a society ran by Anarchy. A paradise for people who cant take a normal life anymore. Everyone here parties everyday and no one will stop us. We are the Kings of Anarchy and Rebellion and if anyone got a problem they can run off because we are taking over we are the rebels and we are the anarchists and we are The Youth of the nation make america great make the world great do as you please to make the whole world a better place.