PostPoems Be Artistic. Be Creative. Be Inspired!

Good people have been inspired

To do some awful things

We, as the survivors

Are left with nothing but excuses

Just a void in space

We have to call home

Even though this place

Is not entirely our own

Hiding between shadows

Like cockroaches 

Licking the boots of the elite

Who scoff and torment us

Tired of the tyrants

Who twist and squirm

I’ll put a hammer to the anvil

And watch this world burn

We

Can’t

Continue on like this

We

Won’t

Wait around for death

We won’t be forgotten by the sun

Who shines it’s light to the dark hallways of my mind

I can see the future

Inside of your eyes

Don’t blink 

Or it’ll all be over

Don’t think

Just react or you’ll miss it completely