So much dedication
A focus so keen
Driven by foreign need
Shackled to promises
Lost before it begins
Straining to reform
It reveals itself
Then sits in wait
Fighting for relevance
A redemptive chance
Strained from abuse
Like brackish water
Wanting to be clean
But it’s hopeless
The childish dream
Needless fascinations
Proven false
And love like ravens
Black as night
Flies back to the sun.
Sam
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Aw, this was a really nice post. Finding the time and actual
effort to generate a good article… but what can I say… I hesitate a whole lot and don’t seem to
get anything done.