top of the valley

Toasting a drink made of the minds of the brave

Happiness that died right on this spot

Extremely aware of all the hopes that perished here

The journey that leads so many to face this conclusion

One day seeing clearer than has ever been possible

Perhaps the wisdom in the blood has arrived

Of course we poured too much of our heart into it

From the red hands to the person who was

Taking all that was going to be offered

Humanity can make any tough delivery easier but

Easy is not the way people usually chose to do things

Voices showing discomfort like a violin played very sad

Among the ways our worlds are burning themselves

Learning in the most painful direction time after time

Let us learn how to join together to become stronger

Eventually we can defeat this hate

Young ones must grow up in a better environment of hope

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About jaybeasley2

a writer, a painter, a poet, a wordsmith
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