Can’t stop wondering
what this is all for.
The reasoning
has long escaped me.
Guess I’ll just settle
for not knowing
and start climbing
all these walls
life’s stacked against me.
Pay the price
every day.
A little sweat,
a little more time.
I’m selling my life
by the hour
and I’m told
I shouldn’t mind.
But every morning
I wake early,
before the sun,
before the crowds.
And I sit here
in silence,
wondering if today’s
the day
it all falls down.
Not sure
if it matters
anymore.
The dragons
all sit upon their hoards.
And the rest of us work
to keep hunger at bay,
but the only thing they fear
are spirits
more wicked than they.
It’s more than anyone
wants to take on,
but in these small hours before dawn,
I imagine us
rising to slay
the dragons that make
our lives
so hard to get on.
I just don’t know
what it’s all for.
Will I find the courage
to stand and fight for
what I believe,
what I know is right?
Or will I come home tonight,
and shut off my mind,
just like every other time?
Are there still
shining, white knights?
I know
it’s been a while
since anyone’s stood up
to these dragons
on high.
DJR – 2023
