3 poems
Being Instead
I do not wish to wander
Within my own doubts
Instead to banish them
To take over who I am
My being
My soul
To live without that
Which holds me back
Forced March
Stranded
Though I am able to move
Stuck in a path
Chosen yet decided for me
Unable to break stride
Of this forced march
Can I free myself
Feet from mud
And live life as it is?
Inaction
What am I trying for?
Is it something hope can provide?
No
Hope is foolish without action
A whisper in a loud crowd
Unable to move anything
Effort without effect
I must instead do more
Than wish for a dream
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