Sunday, January 22, 2017

Young artists and bums poem by CK

In the crowd we are electrified by hope
And by ourselves we are stifled from fear
That our own actions will be used against us.
These young artists and bums either will
Or will not survive their dreams against the world.
We Flail from one thing to the next
Looking for someone, or something to save us;
We're all quite broken in that way.
Destined for great things we are,
But too disconnected from the system are we
To acknowledge our strength is in our quivering voices. 



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