‘Be Daring’
I was the sort of human being
Who would obtain magic on the bottom,
As if The trick to genuine joy
was anything still left lying about.
I’d pull it from library textbooks
their webpages ripped and worn,
And swore which i could see it
from the air right before a storm.
Should you’re cautious to believing
I’m no stranger to distrust,
Back then all I found in library textbooks
was the smell of moths and mud.
And Even with my every guarantee
that each rainbow holds something gold.
That no one born in record
as ever been tranquil Daring.
Until eventually I informed them by means of my peace smile
that believing is The important thing.
You can not transform how the globe looks
until you modify how people today see.
ANGELA
1967-