What we are

THIS is who WE are

We are the sum of a thousand lies,
We are the sound of taken rights.

We are the pain of the injured,
And their comfort still.

We are the weak and the hurt,
But we are the strongest still.

We are the rebels,
The leaders,
The dreamers.

We are the future.
But yet
We are the past.

We are strength,
And we are tears.

We are days,
We are years.

We are moon,
And we are sun.

We have lost,
But we have won.

We are warmth,
But we are cold.

We are anger,
And sadness untold.

We are victims,
And we are saviors.

We are lost,
We are found.

We are loyal,
But. Yet we
Are traitors.

We are silence,
We are screams.

We are rage,
Or the calm of our dreams.

We are family,
We are enemies.

We are broken,
Shattered,
Lost.

We are a thousand truths,
And yet,
We are the sum of a thousand lies.

Reviews

[Starmountainkid]

That about sums life up! I like your last line, makes one think. I see nothing in your poem to criticize.