I answered the challenge from JJ-STACHE. I didn’t get 100 words or even one poem, but I’m pleased with these three snippets.
In my dream of tomorrow Gives power to the hope For those lost in a race to finish that isn’t there.
Obliged by the laws of men Dreamers drift in oblivion Their sex stricken from the quota. As the race for hope dwindles in drifting tides of loss
Oh, for love We dreamt. We hoped. It’s power burned our souls to dust As we hid behind the power brokers and priests.
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