Hardened Thoughts - For Contest
Hardened Thoughts
To those who tell me what I can and can’t
I have no words to sway their mindless curse
nor would they listen should my voice unveil
the emptiness of lips echoless purse,
aspiring to restrain youths sudden joy
assuage depleted chests with stolen gold
sit idly in the chair of hardened thoughts
unable to release the chains of old.
In their hearts lie the tyrants of I can’t
fearful beggars that kneel at open gates
imprisoning the reason of the free
within the total blindness of the fates.
Unable to admit just how they fell
enraptured by this mindless state of hell.
3/5/2016
Submitted to Rob Cormack's "Screwed" contest
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