Written by C Hues
July 8, 2022
Somewhere—in sleeping silence You can go to school and return home You can go to any neighborhood and roam And even thoughts lack violence Someplace—in perennial paradise You will walk without a worry You will notice no one’s in a hurry And virtue stands instead of vice Someday—in our most hazardous hopes You may feel joy and forget fear You may dream and disappear And know your back is far from the ropes Sometimes—in the dourest day You find the world waiting Amidst all the bullshit and debating For that arc to bend the righteous way