A poem inspired by an online writing prompt
Mean as can be,
Were the corporate bullies.
That gained using slain,
While moving ahead on satin’s mane.
But you continued to hold on
And always kept strong
Thoughts in your mind
As you passed through this asinine
Sabotaging place in your life
Performed by the dull and the strife.
That pleased the spineless and the sad,
And all their other comrades.
Which all play along
Pretending they’re the strong.
But you have run the whole course and you,
Fought a great fight
You’ve learned all your lessons
Now go through the light.
The tunnel of Grace is
Waiting for your presence
And what is left behind is for
Those who scorned your vastness.