The Burden...

there are burdens
like sack filled with rocks
at our backs
we feel the weights
pulling us
to the holes of this earth
but those
who underestimated us
cannot see

we carry these burdens
silently
those that watch and humiliate us
shall never know
the wisdom we have
our sacrifices are invisible
our faces show nothing
but satisfaction

there are burdens
that make our lives worth living
in another hour.

poem by Ric S. BastasaReport problemRelated quotes
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