The dreams of many fall upon shoulders of the young and restless,
We praise for a new day, everyday, to be a better day...
"Today is the better day" I say, But don't quote me on that,
It's true It's true, what you hear the beating in your ears,
Rhythm...
It's there just hold your breathe and listen,
Don't forget how important it is to think,
But what to think? What if, Who, oh it's pointless to think,
Hold that breath I am not finished...
What a weight we carry, and look how far we have to go,
We call for arms, for peace, for our way...
****, our way?
My way.
This is getting confusing, this teaching
That I am speaking
I just did that to rhyme...
Look at the weight I've shed, how I stand and breathe,
Here in front of you,
How I can ramble a poem for the teeth,
Hear no whispers, just my voice,
Today is now, I am perfect now, this is my way...
Now Breathe...
This is a poem that is a semi work in progress, I say that because it's unlikely I'll change it much, However I ask that when you read this YOU read it aloud, in your own voice, as for the camas and the ellipsis etc... read them like you think they should be read. It make this poem everyones I feel. Thanks
