and we get caught up
caught off guard
caught in the wild ride
losing our pride
and what we’ve worked hard
to gain only
to remain anonymous
nobody knows us
and we want to express
the fire we feel in our gut
to make an impression
to make a deal
not with the devil
but to rebel
against apathy and rust
misery and mistrust
turn misfortune into hope
so we don’t hang from
the rope of despair
wanting someone to care
to reach out
escape the day to day tear
repair what hasn’t decayed
and remember
what was clean
to begin with
This poem has not been translated into any other language yet.
I would like to translate this poem