Do Not Be-Cease The Dreamers Poem by Darcy Charles Inwood

Do Not Be-Cease The Dreamers



By every second,
By every moment,
My life slips from my grasp.
What choice would I have?
What choice do I have?

How would one speak of expeirence,
Witnessed through false eyes,
How does one know anything?
How does one what is wrong or right?

Stop existing in darkness,
In deception,
In fear,
Fight back.
We are the dreamers,
We can,
We are.

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