Esperanza

The days surely pass
and without a glance to the past
I return to a place that calms my nerves..
It's that stage in your life
when you know nothings right and
you think that its the end of the world.

I hope to see the hope that used to be
thats' disappreared into the thin air that we breathe.
Hand in hand, to
Fight the good fight,
So then we can finally believe
that what is good has
survived from being bruised, torn, and raped
that this good has escaped and can blow its horn
to toot the sounds of freedom.

(Esperanza is hope in Spanish)