Saturday, September 04, 2021

Sold Into Bondage

Once with a dream sailing off into daybreak

Probed to excitement by bold wistfulness,

Prodding the notion that nothing else mattered,

Dancing on razor’s edge. No second guess.

 

No fear of falling. No vain malcontent.

Challenging challengers. Beckoning more

With youthful exuberance, sad inexperience

Setting the stage for the heartbreak in store.

 

Out on the treadmill the dream becomes whitewashed,

Stripped of its colors, robbed of its gold.

Traded and peddled in markets of plenty.

Altered by robbers; finally sold.

 

Who are these heartless merchants of cunning

Selling off souls for a guilder or less?

Killing off dreams like assassins for hire.

Bloodless desires that never confess.

 

Waiting for rescue will not lift these shackles.

Cut off an arm if it helps to go free.

Back to the marketplace, into the fray.

Banner a dream for the whole world to see.

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