Empty words striking hollow shells
Busy wondering if this is heaven or hell
Opportunities spring from corruption
Is it truly worthy to serve an inspiration?
Once again, I’ve gotten ahead of myself
Asking the wrong questions, poverty of wealth
This world is an ensemble of turning gears
Propaganda machine churning out fears
During these dark days, we must envision a brighter tomorrow
Fix the problems that are there, make joys from your sorrow
Unravel every mystery, hound out every lie
Reveal every travesty they tried to justify
With this idea embedded into my heart and courage in my soul
I stand ready facing the truth and the destiny I seek to control
Searing passion turning all my doubts to dust
My roaring spirit broken free, victory is a must
All the while my shadows threaten to consume me
But no chains or shackles can hold this feeling to be free
Reaching past the sky and past the stars to something I can’t see
I know it’s there, I’m ready to believe I’m crazy
Hoping to chronicle the tales of those who change the gears
Ink immortalizing their peril-ridden journey across the years
Getting a chance to find a family within a group of strangers
Only together will we rise and become true world changers
- Author: poetboy123 ( Offline)
- Published: September 14th, 2017 06:35
- Category: Unclassified
- Views: 17
Comments2
Nice flow, great write.
Mugsdaddy
Thank you!
Very good and very true write, those last two lines are so meaningful.
Thank you very much, Gold!
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