Dreams of welfare

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September 18, 2015 07:43PM

Illicitly

I stand here

Because nature is against my well being

My freedom isn't free

My jungle is crowded with people just like me

Crying and wailing

Pleading and grieving

Attempts receding

Impugning progress

Lights that we could barely touch

A light that we reached for with such an eagerness

Such a hope to feel slightly significant in such a society

One that claims to be superior

One where nobody's inferior

But here they sit us like animals

Like the animals we truly are

Like the animals we were born to be.

Premeditated homicide

Premeditated death of dreams

I dream of welfare.

I dream of care

I dream to see the day where

I'm envied.

I'm envied because I made it farther then I was born to

I'm envied because in reality 15% of us will step up.

I hear the screaming

I feel the tears

And the despair ranges

In rings

in my ear

I see this little boy

Who's senses have failed him

And his belonging to a mother

That brought him into the world

Taking hard drugs

Because she lacked hugs.

Hugs that her father never gave her

Hugs that she lacked when her stepfather raped her.

Those same hugs that her boyfriend gave made her

She fell in love

History repeats itself like a dirty glove.

And idly I sit

While he beats her

She lives a life one that deceits her

I dream of welfare

Of my well being

When they call my number

I'll run in there screaming

Asking for help

For immediate aid

Asking for somebody to please take me away.

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