Author: Jin Wang Editor: Isabella

Each day
Bleeds
Into the next
Leaving open wounds
That never seem to heal
Measuring our moments
Into finite statements
That knit the hours
Into a tapestry of
Unconscious Dullness

Where is the Joy
The Freedom
The Truth
The Choice
We Were
P R O M I S E D
Where
The Lively Waltz
And the
Privileged Elite Play

We grieve before
Every Hour
And fall before
Fate’s great weight
Tremble incessantly 
As we starve in the midst of plenty

On the outside
We Pretend
Through our unconscious mind
Our collective charade
That everything’s fine
But scream with hate and blame

Like some pact we’d all sworn
To uphold and obey
To protect from the scorn of
Society’s Sway
Riddled with
Shame, Division and Pain

We forget so easily that
ConceitIs what caused all this mess
In Faithless SoulsThrough the Serpent’s DeceitLured by the scent of promise
Broken
So, we prop our heads upMarch on
Through the DarknessIn hope to reach that distant shore
And BreatheWhere fate will take usAnd luck will leave us
As we Lament
And Bleed
One day more 🩸