Angels of tomorrow… the masses’ hope

We the hope of the masses…

Roaming your street daily,

With manuscripts of scholastic feats

We the people’s saviour

That below bridges abode, making do

With what the street provides

We that in hunger dine and savour the aroma of dearth

We the light of this gloomy land…

…the physicians of future maladies

Ravaged by societal ailments

…the brains of future technologies

Engulfed in cyber crimes

…the attorney of tomorrow’s laws

Beguiled into felony

We the hope of the masses…! Perishing

In the bliss of communal darkness

Weapons of victory; the ransom for

Retaining the unending reign of Caesar

We the lamb of god(s)

Bartering our innocence

All for their guilt

We the omen of a better tomorrow…

The supposed leaders of the future

In constant struggle with today

The battle to survive; to survive and to live

We that bare the torch skyward

With hands weary of evil

And bones nourished with societal vice

We the mist loaded in the sky

To quench the lands dearth

And succour its famine

We the vibrant torch of hope

The beckoning light; gleaming at the edge

Of this great tunnel of despair

Glowing dim and dim and dimmer