What is it that
I am holding on
To
For what reason
Do I have to see it
Through
My eyes
And my fears
Only one moment remains
In a life
Lived well
What is beautiful
Sometimes comes with pain
What is it that
I am holding on
To
For what reason
Do I have to see it
Through
My eyes
And my fears
Only one moment remains
In a life
Lived well
What is beautiful
Sometimes comes with pain
Write now
Put the words on paper
But later
Get it right
Don’t wait until the time
When all is clear
Go now
When the hope is still
In the eyes of the
People
Gains from today
Make a better tomorrow
So make what has
To be done
Better
With every chance
You get
A horrible thunder
Rung out
The night
I turned my eyes
From making the right
Choice
So now I know
To not fear
What has to be done
To make
The right
Choice
I knew the right
Thing to do
Did I
Go that far
As to go through
With everything
Or did I cower away
From the hope
That light brings
In the new day
I knew the right
Thing to do
I won’t regret
The truth
Of what I know
To be right
Charming hopes
Come from those
Who are willing to try
Hope on
Rather than
The darker side
In the middle of December
When the snow falls white
And crisp
On the pavement
Of New York City
I can see a future
Bright and clear
But the needles of
Fear
Play in my ear
So everyday I take
With great gratitude
To the city in December
The city I remember
A nibble left
In the time
I have
To say
That what is given
Is best rather
Than taken away
From the eyes of the people
So see your own light
In the world we know
Today
The moments
Of regret
Lend
Themselves
To the right
Types of lies
So hold on tight
To the contrition
In your soul
Boiling over
Right in front of you
The water falls
Through the bubbles
Down to
The ground
And displaces the words
That are coming from my
Mind
Every day
Every time