Still I Fight Poem by syzygy aribs
Still I Fight
Stripped of security hardened & cold,
I found myself on the road,
Surviving day by day & trying to hold onto my
shredded humanity & dwindling hope.
I always see them around me circling like
vultures,
They wanna break, they wanna wash away my
colours.
So I grasp onto whatever I can,
Trying not to become the monsters I fight,
Hoping my little light shines bright in this dark
they call their home.
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4/25/2024 8:04:18 PM # 1.0.0.1119
A strong and hopeful poem, Syz. Thanks for sharing