An allowance

Of an occurrence

A tolerance of

An event

But what if

No more is wanted

And the whole thing is dead

Bubble

Bubbling

With activities

Hopes and dreams

All caught up in the

Intangible things

That the bubble will continue to grow

Engulfing all good and bad

Consuming the hopes

Of the world

Here comes the bubble

As we huddle

In it

Not quite ready

To make a leap of faith

So I will postpone my hopes

To a much later date

From tomorrow

And from another day

We must hold on to

Those we love

Not to hold back

But to hold up

In times of trouble

We lift the life in each other

To new heights together

So let’s be together in

This mess

We have created for

Each other

Sum it up with

Be word

Apathy

Maybe

Or

Continually

Rounded

Up in a moments time

So to start a day

A bew

I will try

In my lungs

Filled with air

I want to fill the air

Around me

With song

As I hope and believe

That music can heal

Us all

What would heaven send

On a day like today

When all seems to fail

Even the most simple

Tasks pull us apart

So send us something good

That we can rely on

For the future to be brighter