The

war

turned

the

Tables.


People don't

Go through life with the mindset

of creating war.

Look at the flame

in the midst of it all.

It burns on hate,

prejudice,

pride,

and the feeling of being ignored.

Prejudice

leads to discrimination

and hate.

Add that to the mix

of rising tension

and people feeling that

their world is being changed

by those who have not been a part of for as long

as themselves,

and the pressure they are put under.

This flame ignites the fire.

Is it a revolution?

Is it standing up for your own rights?

Is it changing the political

and social climate

to something that you believe in?

You need to know,

That depending on which side

the flame burns

most brightly on.

Which side is

"good" or "evil".

And most importantly which side wins.

Your "revolution" as such

Will be judged and called different names.


When you look

where the flame was first ignited

it tends to be in one place.

And it spreads

through the circles

and seeps

into peoples lives.

The place's reputation

gets tarnished

when they are on the "evil" side.

The peoples names,

families and friends

get shamed for somehow

being related.

You seem to forget that

not all meant harm.

You seem to forget

that some had no choice,

That they were just

trying to

protect

the ones they love.

After all,

how far would you go

to keep safe

the people you love?

You seem to forget

that not all of them

had an active role,

just didn't speak out.

You seem to forget

that people just did

what is easy not what was

the ethically and morally

right thing to do.

You seem to forget

that some of your own

were just the same.

You forget that

We

are

not a

all

bad.


That's us.

Those part of the once significant

Sacred twenty- eight.

But most of all

The Slytherins.

We are known for being

the cunning and ambitious ones.

People often forget

That we are also

resourceful and creative.

Times have changed

And so do we

The tables have turned.

We face hardship unlike others whilst at home.

We have no opportunities.

We are subject to ridicule.

We are mocked and whispered at.

We are the targets for others to practice hexes on.

We get marked down.

We get the blame pinned on us for everything.

Our opinions do not count.

We have been refused help.

In other words we are discriminated against.

Because of which house we belong to.

And more importantly

what our names are

and

what our parents did.

I will tell you now,

that either our parents views

have changed

or we are kept religiously

away from them.

With the odd exception

of one or two-

but still they hold different beliefs.

I will tell you again

We

are

not

our

parents.