A Slow Excitement

A Slow Excitement

A Poem by Nyanachi

You and me, we're strapped to a dream
We all just want that life we live for
Each day working for that other day.
Wanted to stop and just know that it's happening now
Wanted to stop dying to live.

So what is it?
Why do we gotta keep studying when we figured it out?
Why do I still feel like its all going-
To happen
Over there in that future land that no one knows?
Well it blows.
Can we escape, do you know how?
I'm just running right out of my head now.

We are ready, its the rules that aren't.
They say they keep us safe.
From what?
Prolonging whats my fate while they suck my money dry.
While they feed off my mother's hard work.

If I could fight this I would, but there's no one to blame.
Our life gets its muscles mutated by the magical wands that the upper class holds so firmly.
The trick is to still recognize the strength is there no matter the form it comes in.

© 2015 Nyanachi

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There is something that even the government and bills cannot take away from us, and that is our dreams. If it be a dream for a better tomorrow or a dream to live in a different world, that dream is always yours. I love the message being sent here, great work :)

Posted 7 Years Ago


7 Years Ago

Thank you so much! yeah! its so true it makes me have hope...

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Added on October 26, 2015
Last Updated on November 1, 2015
Tags: experimental, poetry, non rhyme, plain, dreams, motivation, working class, school, achievement, gap



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