Despair polluting our lives
Daunting tasks burden our shoulders
Carving lines deeply into facial crevices
Furrowing our brows
We squint at the world in hopelessness
As our children hide their faces in shame
Too shy to face the world
The corners of our mouths
Turned down so deeply
Molded firmly in a frown
Dirty hands clutch our stained bundles
Of possessions sitting heavily on our laps
We lean towards the camera
We are the poster children of society’s failures
Daunting tasks burden our shoulders
Carving lines deeply into facial crevices
Furrowing our brows
We squint at the world in hopelessness
As our children hide their faces in shame
Too shy to face the world
The corners of our mouths
Turned down so deeply
Molded firmly in a frown
Dirty hands clutch our stained bundles
Of possessions sitting heavily on our laps
We lean towards the camera
We are the poster children of society’s failures
1 koment:
I love where you choose to end your lines. It makes the flow of it seem so natural.
Posto një koment