Poems by Colby R.

He, A Boy

He, a boy,

Under pressure, 

A weight, so glorified,

By normality,

He loses function. 

The weight varying,

From socialization,

To responsibilities of academia, 

A world so vast and widening, 

But the boy, still compromised. 

The pressure, weighing,

The topics, fraternizing, 

The meaning, fading, 

Overwhelmed, too much, 

For it has been glorified,

A sanctuary for some,

But the boy, 

He, a boy, 

Is different. 

The Transformation of Society 

Society under a cover

The sheet below abused

Power, a thing only held by one

Everything consumed.

Nothing comes free

Not even help

A thing so precious

A gem so scarcely found. 

Society as we have made it

Destroying, and building – 

Still hiding under covers

Coward us with stupidity

Under a cover, society will be.