Poetry

Marginalized

Left alone;
a single grain of sand along the seashore,
a single leaf waving gently on an oak tree,
a single blade of grass in a field of green.

One among millions,
to easily
marginalized
forgotten and
swept aside.

On the fringe,
of shadows dark.
We hide our identity,
as the world passes by.
In fear we live;
of standing out,
of blending in.

There are those who seek our demise;
plotting,
scheming,
to quell our dreams;
leaving us alone and
marginalized.

~Mark Schutter ©2015
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