Submit your work, meet writers and drop the ads. Become a member
Apr 2018
We’re scared of oaths, sworn lest to keep,
We tire of the tears.
We dared to dream, invested deep,
Despite our darkest fears.
Each day we lost a piece of us,
Disheartened by each stumble,
Our withered dreams, deceased to dust,
Inside our essence crumbles.
We inhale the soothing medicine
Then exhale our pain in clouds.
We are the downtrodden denizens
This world has disavowed.
Yet still we march in unison,
We’re gallant in our rhythm,
Against all odds, we’re jubilant,
And defiant against the system.
With single-minded sense of purpose
We dreamers will persist,
For the unloved masses, the ones deemed worthless,
The souls this world dismissed.
Written by
Austin Lyons  M
(M)   
60
   JL Smith
Please log in to view and add comments on poems