Pushing
always rushing
being made to go forward
onward
into the light
It was a fight
sometimes.
Crimes
were committed
in the dead of the night.
They came
from above
Offered hope and love
We were misled
we were fed
dreams
so it seems
Misled with a force
Of course
we believed
we were delivered lies
None were wise
We just understood
the best we could.
Driven forward
Die by the sword
we were the jokers of the pack
no turning back
no trump card played
just the suits displayed
Clubs to mark
Diamonds in the dark
hearts on our sleeve
Spades to achieve
nothing.
Jokers move forward.