Back In the Trenches

[sorrowbird87]

The skies are forever lit
with great expectations and yearning.

Have you ever wondered what it meant
to be alone,
to wake not knowing where you will be
and than find that the growing crowds
began to twist you sideways?
I hear the voices
welcoming back to the disillusion
if it means that I can play pretend better.

How have you been?
The whole game plan
was to start when many others have,
strive to become more human-like
and the defening roar of applause?

I could run
back into my underground hiding place
yet the chill of winter
is bringing me here quickly to achievement.
The bodies of failing minorities
have been building up for far too long.

The headlines must change
before these walls we call "Shelter"
will breathe for the last time.

Sleep well, my dear soldier.