When all hope is lost
What do you do?
Grasp an easy, breathless escape
Tunneling a cycle around
the earthly terrain?
When all hope is lost
You find reason to be profound and fight.
Fight for the right to
continue fighting at all
Your roots run deep within this
Familiar, complex ground
And seed fruit to challenge
Those in prerogative power
Embowered by all that
Strip the people of what
True freedom and righteousness
should be.
"-Because those with the most power
Have the most to answer for."
We are not free until we are ALL free
Every last one of us.
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My Poems and Other Writing
PoetryA few of my dramatic and extremely personal poems (I write the adventure and you experience it) (not taking commissions at the moment). Enjoy!~
