Taking

You sought to change the world, boy--
And with what? Simple words penned
On ordinary paper detailing inanity at its finest?
Finely put, you failed, dear boy;
Your words went unnoticed and uncared for.

You next hoped to save the Angel with the broken smile--
You held her up, told her of Love unmatched,
Spoke extensively on absolution and regret...
And she flew away on renewed wings of glory.
She took your care and left you in the lurch.

So now you sit, careworn, used up,
And merely a shell of what you once hoped to be.
You take up once more the staunched pen,
Raise again a hopeful voice...
And rip your life back from evils' dark clutches.

Persevere, lad.
Endure and hold yourself against the tide.
The world may very well be beyond all mortal help,
Angels tend to come and go,
But happiness is yours for the taking.