College of DuPage's Literary and Arts Journal
Planting seeds of hope
Buds that start to grow
A blossoming sprout
An expanding petal crown
Flowers that flourish and expand across the crowd
Hope is freedom
Hope is love
Hope is the journey
The beginning
The infinite end
The only weapon you need
The greatest protection
Just from a seed
A glimmer from inception
You must pay heed,
For hope starts with you
Follow the lead
Felonious deeds flow through our bones.
Ultimately, we aspire to
Live in a world
Filled with
Inquiries that require
Lazy answers,
Lost in the grave of an old jester.
Yesterday stands as a reminder of what
Opposes the very structure of justice.
Unfazed and unafraid, march forward demanding
Repentance from those who have hurt us.
Man calls to fate, fate calls to man. But their calls
Evade each other in a skilled game of
Avoidance. The dance created to
Never recognize the struggle
Internalized by us all, the laying in the
Night.
Galaxies lose themselves in her eyes, swirling into a
Liquor most foul.
Eventually, the maiden must drown
Suffocating
Surrounded by her own floriferous nature.
Pause.
Underneath the pain
Remains the reasoning for it all.
Pray to the
Ones who fill your hopeless dreams of
Security. The beginning has
Emerged as the worst part of our story.
Sweet Prince, Good Night.
It was stolen but never returned in one piece,
that which shatters can never become whole and is filled with grief
The moment you reach for but doesn’t reach back,
grinds to a halt as the world starts to crack
Forget the times that could’ve been instead,
and glance up to realize you’re not right in the head
One step forward, a dozen steps behind,
is there a point in time where you can rewind?
Reach for your hand and sigh in defeat,
for no one will come to make you complete
To a heart filled with the urges of desire,
nothing is left but the remnants of a would-be fire
A change is upon you, this you realize,
so maybe it’s for the best that you just demonize
Grab your mind and shake away these vile thoughts,
or just clutch your heart until it freezes and rots
Time passes by, but one thing’s for sure,
you’ll never want to experience this without a proper cure
A changed person you are, but something’s amiss,
you now feel no different than a frosty abyss
Look around it, and see your worldview in complete apathy,
it seems to me there’s been an adjustment to your weak mentality
A brutal-born hatred for the other side
Wake up!
It wasn’t their fault that you were denied
Get ahold of yourself or this suffering will most likely suffice,
of turning your heart into unbreakable ice