Breath In

Went to a Nerd-Core Hip Hop show and the first three lines of this started repeating in my head toward the end of the night. It wouldn't stop until i finished this. I like it but it's extremely random

Breathe In

This is where our story shall begin

children in the throes of sin

giggling with maniacal grin

becoming poets and philosophers again

extremely aware of the breeze on their skin

Breathe Out

And now these children begin to doubt

the truths their imagination brings about

the poetry they used to spout

now a wordless, mumbled shout

the philosopher turned to useless lout

Cough

Cough

Cough

Again to their muse they call

with new focus they give their all

to take this world, a dirty wall

and with eyes open they begin to scrawl

Their words of duty

Their songs of love

Their paintings focused on eternal beauty

They ask where the heroes have gone

but no answer

They ask who will watch them until the dawn

but still no answer

soon it's not the answer that matters most

within questions they become engrossed

picking apart words bringing them to their most basic

the power of creation in their hands and soon they can't face it.

Overwhelmed with their own abilities a darkness sets in

A collective sigh and again

Breathe In.

Reviews

[Emily B]

I think that should be throes not throws