SO BEATEN DOWN AGAIN
in deeper descent
direr drift
we are destroyed
damned to decay
crushed to insignificance
with every hope ruined
every dream defiled
every prayer ignored
what we believed
to be our path
has been blockaded
what we'd desired
to shepherd change
has twisted round
to be a weight
upon our soul
not matter what
extent we strive
the world adjusts
to every act
undermining every plan
with new confusion,
outside attacks,
unanticipated fates
how to keep
focused in this,
the nightmare life
that never wakes?
how to maintain
some form of drive
when all things counter
the vector frame?
we grow so tired,
from battle, weak,
discouraged too
from constant loss
how can we stand
against a race
that holds us alien,
monster and despised?
- Brendan Tripp
02/21/2001
Copyright © 2001 by Brendan Tripp