My original works.
He changed the minds of many, Of others and of mine. No one had moved me more, From a single line. He changed the way we think and act, He taught us that to give, To the nation that had birthed us, Was to truly live.
As I sit on the roof of my house watching the birds fly, I notice that, It is only birds in groups that swirl about, twisting and turning in the sky. The birds that are alone, don't change their direction. They know where they want to go.
Birds can go wherever the winds take them. Fish can go wherever the waves take them. Even I can go wherever the roads take me, But the problem is, Roads Always lead to people.
I wake up each day, trying to be bold, but costumes aside, and truth be told, I wonder where I'm going, I wonder if I'll stay, Or if this new path will lead me astray, Because I can't imagine a future no more, Questioning myself as I stand on the shore. I know this leap of faith is one I should take, But something asks me about what I'll make, Of me and my life, if it will go on, With hours wasted, and the money gone. This fear scares me, and I let it subside, Trying to go on this confusing ride. Now truth been told, I sleep with pain, because I know in the morning, I'll put on my costume again.
The fire is no longer burning, The ashes gone with the wind. But even after a lifetime, I can feel the heat within.