Poem
Beat your drums Sing your song Grow you wings Burn your ashes Run like wind Keep your head low Clap your hands Stomp to your beat Jump for freedom
Beat your drums Sing your song Grow you wings Burn your ashes Run like wind Keep your head low Clap your hands Stomp to your beat Jump for freedom
What if I fall? Then I will catch you. What if it all comes falling down? Then I will find you a haven. What if I’m lost from home? Then I will help you home. What if everything turns black? Then I will be your Light. What if I lose it all? Then I will …
“I can show you the world, little brother.” ”’Not right now, older brother.” ”I can show how to talk to the stars, little brother.” ”I am not lonely, older brother.” ”I can show you how to paint your heart’s desire, little brother.” ”I don’t want to paint right now, older brother.” ”I can show you …
”’Oh, can you see by the dawn’s early light, What so proudly we hailed at the twilight’s last gleaming?” Italy jerked awake, eyes wide. He heard the sound again, louder. ”Whose broad stripes and bright stars thru the perilous fight, O’er the ramparts we watched were so gallantly streaming? And the rocket’s red glare, the bombs bursting in …
But who could walk through the flames? Who will? They are high they are mighty they make us look so small. But alas, look into your heart. Tell me, thus you wait and die in your safe position, who could walk through these flames? My, look at them burn! Weary- very indeed- they make us …
Fall fall, fall on me I’m here, I’m here To catch you if you fall though I want to steady you along, Life pushes me in my lane But I love on, and when you get back up we see the world in color because when Life keeps us apart the world goes black and …
Ride ride, into your sunset I’d rather have the woods and shade down on me because sunkissed is too much a blessing for me I’ll take the path you take the road we’ll go our separate ways and meet with stones in our feet and soul But we have tales to tell, and worlds to find so …
I wonder what the sky says when we fall in line in what we call freedom but we are slaves to ourselves Run run, away from responsibilities but you can’t hide from Life He knocks on your door, your door of a fake wall you’ve built. Sing sing, your song of opinion and protest you know …
Joy How sweet the melody of joy Pure joy Not something you force or fake It is felt inside.. And you feel happy and laugh and smile and your eyes shine and you want to show your overwhelming feeling Because your heart it feels light and bursting Oh, you don’t always feel this way How …
“You are my sunshine. . .” The tires stop. “My only sunshine. . .” He steps out of his car. He walks to the gravestone. ”You make me happy. . .” He kneels. ”When skies are gray. . .” Thunder. Rain begins to pour as his eyes fill with tears. ”You’ll never know, dear. . …