byJack RothAt bottom is where the beginning will reform
Your spirit can carry you further than you believe it will
You will can be challenged and killed
The freedom taken at the sight of some wings
Crumbling innocence. . . and ignorance
A quick swim in the sorrow can soothe
If you let it
A locket of heart kept in my mind
New eyes to see what’s really become
Let the new world in. . .
Let them find what’s left behind. . .
When the falls rise.