voices

[ellyssian]

voices
by Everett A Warren
April 22, 1999

i hear voices soaring high above
and i reach and can almost touch them
almost
and so i try again and again
always closer always i try
again
sometimes i don't try and instead
i let my eyes fill with tears as i see
Others
they look to the ground
they press their faces into the concrete
looking no higher than a pebble
reaching no further than their nose
pressed to the grindstone
seeking no dreams
i think then of the tales of the living dead
zombies raised to life
and i think then that they are no different
than the people who refuse to dream of better things
some wander drooling aimless and without
Hope
while others stoop to base Evil
using all their cunning to cut their own throats
all their efforts to injure others
and i cry for the pain they inflict
and i cry for the dreams that soar overhead
the dreams they don't hear
don't see
don't strive for

Copyright (c) 1999 Everett A Warren