The ant circled my empty plate, hopeful
He moved with purpose
But I
Sitting high
Can see the desert he is yet to discover
…
I wondered how I looked to God
Or a being much bigger than myself
Then I washed the ant away
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The ant circled my empty plate, hopeful
He moved with purpose
But I
Sitting high
Can see the desert he is yet to discover
…
I wondered how I looked to God
Or a being much bigger than myself
Then I washed the ant away
.
.
.
Image credit HERE
Somehow
You forgot how to fly
You believed it was a childish lie
And you buried your wings apart from your heart
Somebody cared once
About a broken building, before it was rebuilt
Someone shared interest in a house
And so it felt… more like home
And so it goes on
Love exploding into Love
Rebuilding what Hate destroys
In an epic battle that I hope we don’t lose
…
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They told me to start over
But I’ve only begun
They said to change my course
That I am not the one
Yet I stand
High above the ground
I stand and I will not back down
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They said he was a victim
Of strangers and a system
Of things no one could control
But he chose to be an inspiration
Used his challenge as motivation
And proved it to them all
Now he guides the people
Teaching them of what they’re able
Expanding boxes and making them few
This hero is no stranger
This hero could easily be YOU
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A bare foot on a snow day
I want to feel this life I was given
Rain washing me away
I don’t run
I stand still as I see it coming
I see them run
Rushing to avoid life
Hurrying to graves too expensive to buy
Burn me!
When did digging in dirt become a luxury?
Or carry me into the ocean
Set me free!
I will remember rain drops on my face
Cold snow days
Earth I touched — Earth that touched me
Please friends
Slow your journey
And don’t be in a rush to hurry
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I see you in the light and I wonder what you are
A creature that must have been created in a land much too far
I whisper as I pass you but my words are too foreign to hear
Or did you hear me but just wished for me to disappear?
Don’t cry
This pain is transformation
They cut his chains
Without asking
They cut his chains
Without telling
Him
Her name was difficult
From a land he’s never seen
And her face was delicate
Unlike anything on T.V. screens
But her story was not a movie
It’s one that have never been told
And she keeps quiet
Hoping the story will get old
And no other will be created
With such cruelty and pain
Still he wonders how to pronounce her name