Our Lives, Our Lives
Dreams of lives
Once lived—has been detached
Destroyed
By the treacheries of society
You know
Cast into darkness
A shadow of morbidity
Upon this society
We have
Indulge
Into the fruits
Of
Sinful pleasures
And
Forgo our imperfections
Our Lives, Our Lives
Dreams
Once lived
Gone like a whimper
Into the night
Written by
Gregory E Upshaw (gshaw57)
This poem has not been translated into any other language yet.
I would like to translate this poem