What are we to ourselves
lingo sought
scapegoats of our own identity
lost within the trials
of times temptations sought ~
to ne'er find struggle
we assail our own belief
and brashly condemn the world
for having the same frailty!
What are we ~
but children of contempt
for ourselves, for the intrusion
of someone else, who calmly
professes our identity
as if catching a foul ball in a park
left insidiously clean
by youth who gather there willingly
before the world has brought
their realness to themselves
Who are We!
but condemners of the wrath
that we feel for ourselves,
for the mistakes that led us to believe
the world had no choice, but to condemn us . . .
A child of virtue, when the world looked forward
and wars were fought for a decent outcome,
and not the perennial ideal of fighting for wars
to happen, to prove we had strength, and justice!
Who are we ~ now
while we are aging, and the memories are the same
as the ones of childhood, when we hurt ourselves
wondering, if we were worth the time to dream . . and love!
Who are We!!
Categories:
condemners, introspectionworld,
Form: Prose Poetry