5/10/18
what do we seek?
life with power and bloodshed
we are always exerted to a clique
we bow down to those who rule us
even if we do not oblige
each scene of life we participate in
we keep it incessantly
some falter, some with willpower
but we hold on desperately
why does life have to go on?
with distress and perplexity of obstacles
we must crawl our way
like losing our way into dark tunnels
poem by yours truly,
Cara
