Internal Spirits Poem by RoseAnn V. Shawiak

Lonely vigils stray beyond this mortal life,
wearing down internal spirits of tomorrow.
Straight and narrow, stilted experiences of learning,
bunching together in withering circles, find no vacant
spaces to reside in.
All of life's promises are severely curtailed by meanness
and atrocities of others filled with envious jealousy.
Holding true to what others can never come close to,
honesty fills the hearts of those who are lonely.