Come, ye leaders we need. Your followers have arrived early, and we are waiting. Ties severed, your people have lived parallel lives like twins separated at birth - eerily similar, yet always one step out of reach of one another. So far, we only have theories of communities. The math adds up; we rise when combined together, but our equations haven't yet walked out of any classroom. The same song is stuck in our heads, but none has overcome the stage fright to sing.
Come, ye leaders we need. Your followers have arrived early, and we can sense the lies we've been living. But we need the force of your interrogation to wrest them out of us. Day after day, what we've been lifting has been large but empty. What lifeless living when our actions are just acting! Though we portray great individual strength, how infrequently we remain in character off screen.
Come, ye leaders we need. We, who have been following ghosts, but who do not believe in ghosts, yearn for something more. That we may again look towards the heights for pleasure, not just as a means to avoid the threat of falling rubble. We still have within us the capacity to build, if only some light would emerge to illuminate the incentives to do so once again. We, introverts who were taught that the world itself was an air raid and have blacked out our personal windows for so long, are finally ready to question the wisdom of the incessant sirens. Come, ye models of a new courage, that we may overcome such fearful indoctrination.
Come, ye leaders we need. With a clear speech, quiet the cacophony of human Bluetooth speakers who keep giving perfect voice to words learned from their screens. We, who've grown tired of reciting party lines from memory, ask you to deliver us truths that sidestep our memories while they rush into action. A living truth that we may help you raise, can you bear us such fruit? Come, ye leaders we need - this momentary independence we've seemingly won - we've begun to realize was only to free us to follow something better.
Come, ye leaders we need. Have the fearlessness to be the first to speak of something new, something better. Our chorus awaits your solitary courage. Come, ye conductors and soloists!