colorful and blind to ignorance
inclined to speak loudly in small places
we whisper in the crowd
justice knows not the sunlight
warmth can never touch the muddy waters
dreams do oblige the stint
in desperation --
tensions build and the cords snap
life outweighs its enemies
Hi Cheri, I really enjoyed reading your poem. Thank you!
ReplyDeleteThank you so much. I'm glad you enjoyed it!
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