Who we are

Some are men of squalor but insight
Others are beings of means and respite
There are those who rejoice in the pain of others
There are those who pledge peace in plain sight or under covers

The voices of the broken are strung together for a whole
The choices we make in our stories often go untold
We are heroes in our struggles from day to day
We are masters of our destiny having paved our way

We live and love like today will never be forgotten
We give and take and surrender our affections so often
Sacrifice and silence are the name of our game
The look in our lively eyes no longer shining the same

There is little to stop what may come to us unplanned
Blaming ourselves for the choices of the damned
The extraction of our spirit was signed upon our births
We are the voices of a generation confined upon earth

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