There’s a way, there’s a way
It’s a cable bridge, brittle and diminishing
Still people keep crossing on
'Till those cables may finally brake
Some lose their lives, while others scared, head back
And just a few make it to
The land of freedom
It is beautiful, it’s enticing
Won’t you come risk your life for a dream?
Just keep on crossing, no matter if you lose your step
Keep on moving
Until those doors no longer show a crack
For those inside, those that live
With uncertainty
They will come to see
A change, a shift in fortunes
When judgments made, decision taken
Will determine how dreams unfold
We will see, we will see
If the blood, sweat, and tears
Running down our cheeks
Will endure the infinite fight
© February 13, 2010. Emanuel Martinez