Upon the Dusty Road

Upon the dusty road,

Their fates slowly unfold.

Under the bright, harsh light,

Their wish to make things right.

The irony of their lives,

Glaring at them in the eyes.

Waiting for hope to gleam again,

Hopelessness just like a chain.

Side by side, they take a walk,

A destiny they wish to unlock.

Wondering if things will change,

Among the land that has become strange.

Their will has slowly withered,

Their minds have become bitter.

No longer do they believe,

Because all they do is grieve.