Poem 9
We all have a story
just waiting to be told
it is held inside our heart
beating and so bold
The writing is in the soul
that holds the key to all
it is an illusion just a wall
that has been placed
before us now
We have no answer for
the cruelty of the times
we can only think it
and act on it and say it
in our prayers
We all have a voice
but alone we are just that
it takes many to make
a change, for love is
the answer it’s written
right there
just waiting to be told
it is held inside our heart
beating and so bold
The writing is in the soul
that holds the key to all
it is an illusion just a wall
that has been placed
before us now
We have no answer for
the cruelty of the times
we can only think it
and act on it and say it
in our prayers
We all have a voice
but alone we are just that
it takes many to make
a change, for love is
the answer it’s written
right there
