Sh-Ron Almeida
Asst. Arts and Entertainment Editor
We carved a path together
Our goal for purpose strengthened with each step
Hopes of liberation on our minds
A destiny intertwined
Back then, we were young and innocent
We were conquerors of our own imagination
Adulthood proved to be our destruction
Dreams crushed, promises broken
Loved ones lost, bills abound
The harsh and bitter weather obstructed our journey
What happened to our child-like mentalities?
Were they cast out in the wayside like everything else?
Or did we hide them away out of shame?
We all have skeletons in our closets
Why must we keep them away?
When we are meant to support others, we lash out unreasonably
When stress overwhelms us like a tidal wave, we kill innocents more fortunate than us
Like a bullied child who grows up collecting guns to display dominance over oppressors
Like an abuse victim who gains vigilante justice against her molester
The world we live in is a lion’s den
And we are the prey blindly marching towards our doom