Innocent at best

Held up to the highest test

Fall down in easy moments

Fall away from what

You are holding

A crime of harmonious actions

Held on

While acting

Innocent at best

Guilty for sure

Holding on to time

Want to make you mine

In a summer of signs

We sing together

To see together

Were we can be together

Write a poem

Paint a tree

The future is up

To you and me

How do we know what we have

When we have it everyday

Then

Something gives

A loved one loses the ability to walk

We have pain in a new place

Then

It seems that we are able to understand

What we have

In living we are given

And taken away

We are free to come and go

Life changes in one quick moment

And we realize that we had

What we had wanted

So today I appreciate today

And tomorrow appreciate tomorrow

So on

One day at a time

Down on the forgotton coast

People are getting ready

For change

The man is coming to town

Giving new life

To dead industry

To pollute and do the same

Kind of business

Always done

Destroy

Mother nature

And move on

Write right rite

Tonight I feel alright

Above average

Fading fast

Tuesday’s turned

Wednesday worn

Eye’s ease

Night need

Write right rite

Rite

s

Wait until morning

Bite your tongue

Wait until morning

When the brain is young

For tough decisions

Implied paths

Wait until morning

Until the night has passed

One set of theories

Pulls from the others

Stories handed down

Truth wondered

How can a theory set

Be constructed from

Lies

How can a set of truths

Be interwoven with lies

Keep your eyes to the sun

And your feet on the ground

So if you need to run

You will always know how

The net got neutered yesterday

Took the ole mate out back

Who needs equality of information

Let’s get the capitalistic wheels in motion

Nothing is free nothing is fair

Hold on to your memories

While the new politicians settle in

In a space and time

When the new future

Looks like a chained past

Growing up now we have to ask

How will new rules of net neutrality

Truly effect

You and Me

Summary tones

Collections of the drones

Falling up and

Slamming down

Can we call back

At a better time

Call waiting

Call line

The values held

Holding onto

What I have learned

From my journey through

The good times

The bad

Is that each individual

Has the ability to grow

Change

And develop

But just because

Opportunity

Does not breed success

One must act

And take the first step