The Promise
I'm making a promise. A promise to re-new my 'self'.
Before, the New Year begins,
The birds sing,
Before, ‘it’ blows with the wind,
Flapping new wings,
Before, ‘it’ sets like a sun
awaiting to rise again,
A fresh breeze, a face with ease,
Before ‘it’ fails, and feels the pale
Voyage to sail, to tell another tale,
A tale of courage, warmth, harmony, and peace
Or Hate, cold, and rage
Or a tale of fear ... A fear for Love and respect to be ceased,
Equality, identity, opportunities deceased,
I hope, I truly hope
I hope this year
I'll bring myself, the "Self"
The 'self' to realize the guiding star,
to win this war,
The war within and between
A Feel like teen
Big eyes and bright dreams,
Endless hope and love,
Blurred boundaries between you and me, them and us, and realizing the 'self'
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