A sunrise starts a new mourn
It’s a wake up from sleep being a yond
A decision in the start of your day
You’re feeling healthy with a thought of ok
But there's a heaviness on your heart
A situation in turn to make its mark
A split between a COOP board
Voices, but no one wants too be heard
Cooperators all in the middle
It seems conflict sounding more like an instrumental fiddle
It’s apparent to change wants to become rearrange
A change to corrupt one’s mind
A format of agenda’s combined
But like I said, “Tomorrow casts over”
A reversed agenda established through the cooperator cover
The whole idea of dictatorship is over
A new day of that sustaining breeze
Breathing in opportunity and feeling at ease
Turmoil needing establishment of the beauty of freedom
Reality once lived with a new chapter to give
Tomorrow has risen from endless ashes
Today having a better understanding
Having the governed mind with a voice forever sustaining.