Our Future

Poetry stopped a long time ago,

But let’s give it another shot,

Because my life has changed,

I guess nothing ever stays the same,

But who is ever to blame?

Me and my stupid mistakes,

But they don’t define me,

Only make me a better being,

So let’s see,

Reach out to a future that may never be,

Dreams can turn into reality,

Only then will I ever be free,

It’s unfortunate the scarcity of hope,

I swear to you we will cope,

End up dope,

And not just puffing smoke,

Newsflash: it’s a warzone,

No matter – we are never alone.

LET IT ALL OUT

My throat feels constricted as I stand yet once again on the stage,

It bubbles inside me; the hidden anger, the fury, the rage-

The microphone sits between my sweaty hands,

And I remember; the dreams, the hopes, the plans.

There’s an aspiration within willing to stop hiding it away,

For those deep written verses to be on display,

The life previously hidden, shown without a doubt,

I wish; to scream, to shout, to let it all out.