A BLANK VERSE....

lost, loony, lonely..
subjected, dejected, rejected..
suppressed, oppressed, depressed..
repressed-silent yet violent...
the heat of the moment,
burns bright-
the white flash of anger..
boils in our blood....
rebellion stirs amongst us..
in us..
against the system....
against the known-
yet the unknown faces...
of the authority..
of the mindless bureaucrats...
of the professionals...
who cares not....
we fight as one......
yet we feel so alone.....
getting no answers...
banging our heads....
againt the Black walls..
tick tick..tock tock...
the hands of the clock
movd on....
noisy-too loud...
we see the Red...
but we feel so Blue..
we feel the Green...
seeing our foes...
yet we long for the Yellow...
and dream of a better
Tomorrow...