Initiation

Young fledglings linger

Curiosity strikes a jolt

What test is there to find one’s self

In the depth of this darkened room?

 

Why must we reflect?

What is there left to ponder?

Snatched at birth, stolen self worth

Past this unlit gloom

 

No thought of us escaping

We know no other life

Trained to kill, unknowing still

Heed no other vice

 

Control your feelings, Master said

Pay the heart no regard

The power stands in the palm of your hand

Numb yourself and suffice

 

No glimmer of hope stands

We stop for no man

We find ourselves in darkness

Our thoughts are in unison

 

No hope…

Reviews

[Silent Knight]

Hope is always there, but usually it is just out of reach, pointing and laughing.

[AngelAfterlife]

no hope.... :(

[Blue Moon Ice Cream]

"No hope..." What a dark and fitting ending. It reminds me of one of Kurt Vonnegut's stories--I can't recall the name--about a future society where everyone must be equal and wear masks or heavy weights to balance out traits like beauty and athleticism. Everyone is same, with one brain.

[Liza]

the stripping of individuality succumbing to one power...no hope for sure.

[Krystal Nicole]

Very dark. I love it!! Wonderful read

[∂αʌ<..]

morbid but it bites right through!

[Bailey C. Writing]

Very dark, but has a beauty to it. I love your poetry, as usual

[KATHY SUE SILLS]

Dark poem! I feel that hope is always there, we just have to seek it!

[-Scribe in Style-]

Most of the time we spend our days thinking, contemplating and debating.. we forget to live..
An interesting scope. A dark deep and mysterious piece.
Well written.

[Sukriti Suki]

no hope...as is with most of life. The darkness seeps out of this piece. Enjoyed reading it.