Wednesday, December 28, 2005
A Poem (4)
A million hearts. A million tongues.
But in my mind, I know only one.
Yet one's enough for this old world.
Their stories can change others stone to gold.
Where hundreds fall and break away,
There one will stand. Don't be afraid.
Don't be ashamed of who you are.
Don't wish away, upon a star.
For our lives were given, created too,
That we may trust and remain true.
This faith will hold us long and firm.
Don't regret this life when you get home.
But in my mind, I know only one.
Yet one's enough for this old world.
Their stories can change others stone to gold.
Where hundreds fall and break away,
There one will stand. Don't be afraid.
Don't be ashamed of who you are.
Don't wish away, upon a star.
For our lives were given, created too,
That we may trust and remain true.
This faith will hold us long and firm.
Don't regret this life when you get home.
# posted by TommyDB @ 3:21 p.m. 
