Rise of the Underdogs

Let the wind blow through our hair
as we trail through the day.

Free spirits rising
from the underdogs’ den.

Roaming carefree,
sleek and sleazy;
as we wander through this gem.

We came here to find ourselves
but we got lost
tangled in the bright lights
and complacent lofts.

It wasn’t long though
until we found ourselves
back at the start
fallen angels rekindling
an ongoing dream.