No more Tear gas

The letter written and handed out at the funeral of the 15y.o Alexis Grigoropoulos by his schoolmates:


WE WANT A BETTER WORLD, HELP US.
We are not terrorists, hooded thugs, the "named nameless".
WE ARE YOUR CHILDREN.
Those, "named nameless"...
We dream, do not kill our dreams!
We have thrust, do not dam our thrust.
REMEMBER!
You used to be young.
Now you go after the bucks, you only care for the "facade",
you grew flaccid, you went bald.
YOU FORGOT!
We expected your support.
We expected your concern.
We expected you to make us proud.
IN VAIN!
You live your phony lives, you've bowed your heads.
You've taken your pants off and wait for the day you die.
You do not envision, you do not fall in love, you do not create!
You buy and you sell.
MATTER EVERYWHERE- LOVE NOWHERE- TRUTH NOWHERE
Where are the parents? Where are the artists?
Why don't the come to our defense?
THEY ARE KILLING US! HELP US

YOUR KIDS

P.S: No more tear gas. WE shed our own tears.

Merry Christmas

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Mind over (what really does) matter