Sunday, November 13, 2016

Turn The Other Cheek

Gotta turn the other cheek—
Never show 'em that you're weak.
The last 8 years were a peak,
For some, not others, so to speak.

Gotta get up off the ground—
We can take 'em pound for pound.
But, we better look around,
Finding those who make no sounds.

No, the answer isn't clear,
In a world so full of fear.
Throwing words of hate, like spears—
Words, intending to draw tears.

Must join in the melting pot—
You're alone, until you're not.
No one's gonna hold your spot;
Here's the ball, now take the shot.