A Poem - Audacity of Movement

AUDACITY OF MOVEMENT

when did hope die
in you,
you who were so full
of brass
and sulphur
and flame?
when did your fire cease?

when did the sickness
enter your heart
batter your dreams
and leave you listless
on shores of desperation and despair? 

rise up!
stand
there 
in your dark and dank
dungeon of despair
and move.
© 2015 Joey McGee 

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