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Jun 2019
where was i?
i was fifteen and too old to be naive
too young to lose hope
too young to vote
too young to do anything except beg my parents for change
plead to the masses
go on a strike
it fell upon deaf ears and we left

where was i?
i was fourteen and british
and i still remember the sick feeling
the taste i couldn't wash away
the candle starts to dimmer
i still see my history teachers sullen face
as he taught us about a culture we're doomed to repeat
the world stood still and he got into power

where am i?
im seventeen and watching it happen again
another fool into power
my future being washed away
the candle has blown out
the culture from the west infecting us again
i hold my breath and watch silently

where am i?
im seventeen and forgetting
forgetting the humming fuzzes
struggling to breathe
i watch it cut down and set alight
another species lost again
my voice suffocated by silence
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