The dark days

I grew up looking for idols and figures to look up
Looking for people who could understand my despairs
Finding difficulties in comprehending turbulence and conflicts
I lost myself in mountains of books
Books were my solace and my answers to my despair
I did find my idols in books I read

They were idealists and people who were making changes
They were courageous , thinkers and compassionate people
From them I built my resilience
I learn to be ethical and put my pride in my work
Everyday I would march proudly to work
Knowing I would give honorable worthy service
On which later on in my golden days I would reflect with pride..Just like my idols
Little did I expect ..the hard work would only be destroyed by close-minded minds