It is only a dream
That thrashes around
In a hellfire arc
Each day

The illusion consumes
With a sickly greed
For our fragile yearnings
Our failings and fears

Perhaps we’ll awaken
To luxuries unknown
Or in a vessel restored
At the ready, for a world re-spawned

Who knows
Without a sliver of doubt?

© William Wright, Jr.

Excerpt from the book Rhythms of the Eternal Uprising

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About the Author

William Wright, Jr. is a student from San Diego, California who wields a great passion for language and poetry. He was sixteen years old when he first fell in love with the art form and ever since, he has not deferred from its path. Writing has helped him when he was uncertain of his role in life. The craft brought him comfort when his fears were so immense…