Clipped Wings
I watch the world in her shallow state
Operating on a perpetual schedule
Yearning to achieve
Hallow prosperity
I watch the world in her thoughtless actions
Moving on ignorance and impulse
Waiting for someone to right their wrongs
I am these people
I am the hungry
I am the restless
Left with only hope that one day
I find fulfillment
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