|
| |
Dark ages
The world fears the next phase
Fighting to keep their ways
Fear of the unknown
Uncertainty has grown
Wanting everything to stay the same
Looking for anyone to blame
They know it is a time of change.
Life as we know it will start to rearrange
A time of facing the unknown
Throughout history this has been shown
Dark age
Our first page
Setting the stage
Change of time
The meaning of my rhyme
Ages soon become the past
Looking back it seems so fast
Bronze then iron lost somewhere in between
Came the color green
Seldom was peace seen
Renaissance, but then turns the page
A new age
Time moves so fast
Ages never last
As this new age
Our modern turn of the page
No need to fear
Tomorrow is near
Open your arms for a new day
Only way
The only way to face tomorrow
Is with no sorrow
No fear no hate
Start with an empty plate
Make our own fate.
Tomorrow, is inevitable for sure
Fear is not the cure
A heart must be pure
Copyright ©
William P. Harris
|
|