I was optimistic
About my verse
I thought I was or could be
A great poet
One day
Maybe
Then I heard
His spoken word
Never
Have I heard such perfect verse
That saddens as it
Inspires
He said be a river
Will you
Be a river with me?
If I hold your hand will you
Walk with me
If you hold my hand
I will follow
My dreams
Because I will believe
Don’t be a river
Be the sky
So I can always look
Up
And have love
In my eyes