I only see gray

knewspaper scraps
and lost recitps 
blow around in the wind
unwanted 
and strewn across the desolate landscape
of people's front lawns
if you can call them that
it's really just cement
with a tree in a cage
if your lucky
bleak
and grim 
heartless
and unforgiving
why must the people of this world
onlly know how to hurt
and kill what they've been given?

I only see gray 
there is no black and white
wrong and right
there is only death 
love
and the strength to stay alive
our world is fading 
and you sit there
not caring 
about anything but yourself?

glass bottles shattered 
and pavement cracked
children crying
and people breaking their backs 
trying to fix what has been broken 
and mend the tear in our world 
do their thoughts go unspoken? 
their intentions unheard?

we can't fight alone
this world we call home
needs many defenders 
working together
if we want to stay here. 

 

Inkpaw

VT

17 years old

More by Inkpaw

  • The Boxes In The Corner

    Looming over your shoulders

    Each stack higher than its former

    Every thought and every scrap

    Of an idea too scared to ponder

     

    Every moment that hurt

    Each minute that lingered longer

  • Inadequacy


    How do I push the words out
    From behind my taffy tongue 
    Thick with salty tears 
    And full of grubby thumb 


    I’m a child 
    Pretending that I’m numb 
    To escape the overwhelming feelings 

  • Paper Frogs

    Why

    When feet fall soft but quick 

    Does the hallway extend

    And the hot breath of whoever’s behind me feel hotter 

    Why do I stay pressed to the wall 

    Like a stubborn gruby sticker