The Tides of Change

Tides of Change

Drifting

Shifting

Divided our peoples

Like seagulls

Flying in the wind

The lighthouse of hope

Flickering and fading

As sorrow seeps

Into the masses

As words are crafted

For ignorant ears

And rising fears

For mothers, minorities, and daughters

The Tides of Change

Crashing

Thrashing

Drowning us

With intolerance

And here I dance

 

 

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