I have heard that beggars have ridden horses.
And that servants who once served have risen to be served upon.
I have read of homeless children who became saviours of the very country that
I know of a boy with no shoes, who later ruled a nation on the African continent
There is a president growing on the inside of a young boy.
There are Leaders in the next generation.
Children who will be great, who will sour to heights unknown.
I refuse to fold my hands, to be a casual onlooker
I long to be part of something bigger,
I want to get it right where the generation before mine got it wrong
I want to say of a truth,I was here, in this time and place.
Volunteer AYC 2015