CERRANO, ME
Cerrano me
By james a. galgano
Caught within the noisy confines where less fortunate must learn.
Crowded within the four walls where sounds echo with such pain.
Bringing tears to one's heart to witness how less fortunate are treated.
Like this is the only avenue of these lost children as if unwanted or defeated
Where age has worn its path to my heart broken soul at such a sight
One would wish they were but deaf, blind, and dumb on any given night.
There once was a fight in me still now gathering with such a rage.
But I was young then now I am older and un-forgiven surrendering this page.
Which passes now without a whisper for with age I have given in without a fight?
There may be many excuses for this surrender to what I never might.
Yet with age and infirmity comes a new unwillingness to carry on into night
A battle once so easily fought for dreams I would never let slip into darkness.
As I now seem so cowardly do without reply in fear alone it would lead my demise
For without the support, I once counted on I am left here without armor to repel.
The onslaught of injustice, which still boils up inside me from this observed hell.
Still falling like downpour of rain into my heart from which I soon reply in kind.
I need the courage I once knew to once more battle windmills within my mind.
