Challenge
you.
I love the second person point of view because it is so universal: it could be anyone; it could even be ourselves. My challenge for you: write a piece of poetry or prose so ambiguous that the "you" could apply to anyone, everyone, or no one at all.
Your World
We were born into your world, but you will die in ours. We never chose how the world would be dropped heavy on our backs but we will change it. Whether warped or mended we will change it, in that you have no say. The moment you gave us life you started relinquishing your power. You fight so desperately to sink your claws in, to cling to your authority but it slips from you. The world stops rolling for no one. You should have known. Willingly or otherwise, You will give us everything. And we will take over.
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