March On

Just keep marching...

We march until our feet
Fall apart and bruise.
We never utter a word,
Unless we wish to lose.
Drained of energy,
We push harder…
Harder,
Harder,
Until life seems easier
Than the task at hand.
No matter what we do,
We struggle to do it.
We dedicate ourselves
To the endless marching.
Those who lead us,
Push on us until our
Pleading
Can no longer just seem useless.
It becomes just another complication,
Another worthless sound
That escapes from our lips
And plays through our minds;
It taunts us.
Those snakes slither--
Their secrets sizzling in
And on
Sly tongues.
We scream--
Another hopeless cry
Sent into a broken world.
We hear nothing,
And continue our march.

Author's Note

Please critique to the best of your ability. I love constructive criticism.

Reviews

[Neva Flores Smith - Cha..]

We march on unless we wish to lose.......completely drained but we push ourselves harder. No matter what is thrown at us we will struggle to accomplishment it. No complaints are heard that issue from our lips........they are useless......as we must march on. We see no evil, hear no evil........we march on......wonderful piece!

[Amy Craig Beasley]

wow - so very vivid - love the imagery here ~

[deeps]

Well i am not good at constructive criticism.
But I really enjoyed your write. Like the detail.
Very nicely written.