I fancied a time when two became one
When all of the grey clouds made way for the sun
I know there will be another tomorrow
But that doesn’t guarantee an end to my sorrow
But I’ve let it go. I’ve let it move on.
Time escalates until all of it’s gone
So why hold onto baggage
That you could rid and discard
So that you can free up your hands
And swing really hard
You may even connect and push someone back
Be a voice for the voiceless
Aim high and attack
Never surrender, never retreat
Keep building bridges
With wood and concrete
So that it may be sturdy
Stand high and *****
Reaching out to the people
To help them connect