The fledgling minority
Our little adventures are ending
The best lot is occupying the comfy seats
Some of us have withered away
Some dangling by the sides, held by hope
Some of us just caught in indecision!
A minority stands resolute
Standing like miniature dolls
When you compare against the opposing force
The dolls holding their bodies together
Thoroughly battered n bruised
Faces scarred for eternity …
Rings under the eyes: dead!
BUT they stand firm
Etched determination on the pale faces
Un-willing to raise the white flag
A few more of them
And the quest will be alive again
Ready to overhaul the majority
The minority would become the authority!
Posted on September 16, 2012, in Verses in Vain and tagged adventure, bodies, body, death, decision, doll, eternal, eyes, face, firm, flag, force, majority, minority, opposition, pale, ring, scar, white. Bookmark the permalink. Leave a comment.