The Unwanted

This is not a poem on technical terms...most of mine are not, yet this is how I write ;)

Dust is but a fragile substance

That- but a breath can blow away

Yet dust is what we came from

Just in a more interknit way

 

We tossed aside the unwanted

Their heads all hung in shame

Soon they bind together strong

Making their-selves a name

 

They shout it from the roof-tops

Make banners to proclaim

The simple truth that built them

Their strength shows in their name

 

Not bound by fickle imagery

Un-judged for who they are

Free to learn by open mistakes

Gaining wisdom above the bar

 

Shunned from the clean and wealthy--

Kept them safe from fears do harm

For they never feared rejections voice

Now here there standing arm in arm

 

Who are the brave and valiant ones

Once tossed by their very own kind

They have a simple name but strong

They are called simply the… freed mind

 

 

 

Reviews

This is such a beautiful and strong write my dear friend, your second and last stanza are marvelous, they show your inner positivism, so well, how did I've missed it, reading through your writes like only you can... I'm happy to read you again, The duality is here very good discribed, especially in your ending... freedom... yes....

Can't wait to read more! very good work dear.

- Elisa