In the realm of numbers and balance sheets,
Where justice hides beneath the ledgers crease,
A cry arises from the hearts of youth,
Yearning for tax fairness, a quest for truth.
They bear the weight of a world unclear,
Where burdens unfairly they must adhere,
Yet, hope flickers like a candles gleam,
A generation rising to redeem.
Amidst the laws and complex rules they tread,
Seeking answers to a system widespread,
With passion in their eyes, they march ahead,
To heal the cracks where equity has bled.
No longer bound by silences decree,
They speak with courage, bold and free,
For tax justice, a clarion call,
A vision of a world that serves us all.
They dream of schools that inspire the mind,
Where knowledge flows unrestricted, unconfined,
Of healthcare systems, just and fair,
Where every soul finds solace and care.
In lofty towers, decisions made,
By elders, wisdom they've conveyed,
But youth now claims their rightful space,
To co-create a more inclusive place.
They see the loopholes that evade the just,
A system that favors the wealthy's lust,
And so, they strive to bridge the divide,
To mend the gaps that injustice hides.
For taxes, they believe, should pave the way,
To brighter tomorrows, come what may,
Not merely a burden the young must bear,
But a promise of a future, truly fair.
In unity they stand, their voices rise,
A chorus of change that defies the lies,
Tax justice and youth, hand in hand,
Shaping a world where all can withstand.
Let's heed their call, embrace their zeal,
To forge a path that's more ideal,
A world where justice light is cast,
By the youth who rise, steadfast and fast.
