Endless Doors, Limited Possibilities

the complexity of possibilities
those supposedly endless -
the ones I may never know.

door, after door, after door,
row, after row, after row

We have hope.

We cry, We dream
We hunger, We yearn

optimistically, We try, and try, and try
but the knobs jingle a pitying tune

door, after door, after door
lock, after lock, after lock
but nothing more.

We have nothing.

--Elijah G., 9th-12th Grade.