The Seekers

The day was inundated

With thoughts

Carrying different hues ,vibrant

Among them also existed

One spiralling up feeling, 

Screaming to be heard

It was a message, perhaps

From the core

To act, to act despite the adversities

Move spearheading. 

The crowd needed a leader, 

And the core wanted to lead. 

Alas! Few failed to budge

Thus emerged 

A new generation of seekers, 

Who sought emotional succour

In a world dominated by their kinds

Which had far lost itself

In a daydream.