arcticwriting

A New Nation

Trapped

Trapped in a world without decision

without safety 

without truth

Trapped falling into everlasting destruction

Without a hand hold

Without a bet prepared for our fall 

trapped in the border with it’s leader

watching families torn apart 

watching abandoned children seek for safety

Trapped with the moon falling closer to my eyes 

with the coral disintegrating in my hands

with the snow melting with each step into the future

trapped with the lies told by our superiors 

The melting snow watering down the devistation of our world 

watering down the pain of our peers 

trapped within the limitations of our mind 

with the ability to FIGHT 

with the ability to rise a new nation. 

 

 

 

 

 

Comments1

  • Candlewitch

    hello,

    things are pretty screwed-up right now. greed is the ruling power...I feel your pain 🙁 you are not alone. excellent work.

    *hugs, Cat

    • arcticwriting

      Dear cat,
      Thank you! I’m new to this website so it’s nice to see friendly faces.



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