For many it's winter in their minds
life is so harsh, not the time to enjoy
the spring
heads cast down, with no reasons
to look up, anger, bitterness, consuming
winter of discontent, bubbles within
in the recent past - riots erupted - in the city's
now the only way to express how they are in mind?
many living without means
hopes dashed against the rocks of reality

ken d williams

The Dyslexic Wordsmith

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Written on 2017-04-16 at 19:03

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And how cutting those rocks that slice them

So true.