Fighting For Freedom

Age-old stories of coming to America

With nothing but minuscule amounts of money

To determine worth

And sell your soul.

How can you free yourself

From societal binds and pressures

Without first succumbing to them?

Monopolize your time

Build properties on your day to day life

And watch them come tumbling down

With every step forward that you make.

Has the patriarchy crushed you?

What about all the world’s woes?

When are we free

If we have done nothing to fight?

Lace your shoes tight

And fight with your sole-

Getting closer to your goal

Step by step.

 

Moving On

In the end, there’s just

Me

 

Allow yourself to see it from my view:

Love is something you lose yourself in

Regret is when you realize, too late that

Everything has changed

And instead of losing yourself, you lost me.

Dreams are haunting your waking hours with

Yearning, but nothing can be changed.

 

Go on, move forward. There’s

Only so much more that can be done when

Never means forever and

Everything we had is lost.