The Last Leaders Of Tomorrow

"Parents listen to your children
We are the leaders of tomorrow.
Try and pay our school fees,
and give us a better education."

My school mates and I sang with passion as we matched into our classes. We had no idea that we were going to be the last kids to ever sing that song. Over the years, the youths, the acclaimed leaders of tomorrow have been denied the right to actually lead. The oldies have been doing all the leading and also making sure that the youths never got the chance to lead.

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For the past decade, the youths have been making serious breakthrough trying to penetrate the walls of leadership. The oldies were worried about this and sought means to stop the fierce youths, else they would take over the leadership forever. They gathered in their mighty rooms and had a secret meeting on how to tackle the pressing issue at hand. After much deliberations, they came to an agreement that they would find a means to stop children from being born, as this would reduce the number of upcoming youth. This way they only had to deal with the already existing youths.

I was about 17 years old when I heard the announcement made in the large Televisions in the streets.

"From this day onwards, A ban has been placed on reproduction. Male and female are free to marry and intercourse, but bringing a child into the world is a crime punishable by death."

To make sure that their plot was obeyed, the oldies built drones which can sense the presence of new life. These drones roamed the streets in search of new borns.

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"Let us burn them down. Every single one of these annoying drones."

One of the angry youths said as they gathered together rubbing minds trying to figure out a solution.

"Burn them and then what? They will simply make more."

"This is exactly what they want. They want us to concentrate on destroying the drones and forget about our quest to take over leadership."

"What do we do then?"

"We eliminate the the oldies, all of them."

"How is that possible, we all know youths are not allowed anywhere near the oldies."

"We need two things. First we need a plan that would get all the powerful oldies under one roof. Then we would also need a volunteer who would disguise and infiltrate their secret room."

"I'll go." I said.

I didn't know what moved me to say that, but deep down I have always wanted to play a major role in getting rid of the disgusting oldies.

"You must know the risk involved in this. You might not make It back alive."

"It is a sacrifice I'm willing to take to see young ones rule."

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After the gathering, it was concluded that there would be a nationwide protest against the no child bill. All youths must come out in their numbers for the protest. This would give the oldies something to worry about and probably call for a meeting, therefore bringing them all under One roof.

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On the appointed day, youths marched out in their thousands protesting and destroying every drone they came across. They set some properties owned by the oldies on fire. This got the oldies bothered, and they called for an urgent meeting.

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There I was, disguised as an Old man as I walked into the hallway of their meeting house. They were hundreds of oldies lurking around waiting for the arrival of the rest.

"I'm in."

I reported through the chip in my ear as I walked around searching for the best spot to plant the bomb. After planting the bomb, I was about leaving when a security guard walked up to me. My heart sank.

"Hello sir, all members are expected to head to the situation room."

I didn't say a word, I just turned back and walked towards the situation room. I might look like an oldie, but I definitely didn't sound like one. As the meeting went on, I tried several times to excuse my self, but I kept getting the same reply.

"Nobody leaves till the gathering is over."

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Just then the timer clicked. I heaved a long sigh, walked up to the stage, removing my disguise and screamed.

"You old fools, The youths finally outsmarted you."

The explosion was heard far and wide. It was indeed a loud blast with a great significance. A day never to be forgotten, because from that day onwards, The youths were finally in power.