Micheal John Poet Free verse

The Struggle

We live the life 
pined with sores
battling the battle 
in a defeated 
hope
out of lacks 
we've known 
plenty of yawns
in a helpless 
battle where 
none prevails 
but travail
the future of the 
youth of the land
is but buried in 
the arms of 
corruption
we run,more 
haste less speed
the ambitious 
youth becomes 
enslaved to 
unrewarded 
efforts
but clothed in 
gowns of 
discouragement
we want to learn
we want to read
we want to write
we want to 
speak and be 
heard
but the road to 
learning is 
blocked
by them that are 
known by 
godfathers
who shall lead 
us by the hand
to cross this 
ocean that 
opens its mouth 
wide
to swallow all of 
our effort,all of 
our zeal.all of 
our enthusiasm
which hope lie 
for us?
When shall we 
know reward 
for our efforts?
When shall 
success 
breakforth to 
harvest us all
that searched 
diligently?
When???

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