Like fireworks in the night,
Our time was right.
It lasted like a spark
And ran out leaving only dark.
See, the sky is empty now
And I wish that somehow
We could bring it back again.
But it’d only be vain
Because like fireworks in the night
Our time was right
And lasted like a spark
Leaving only dark.
Outlined against the sky,
Stars linger and I am just a passerby.
The world spins
And in darkness, morning beings.
Rainbows light up the evening
And color sunrise in early morning.
I breathe in majesty
And linger in midnight’s reality.
Stars are scattered paint drops on heaven’s wall,
Galaxies the color on night’s hall.
Outlined against the sky,
I am just a passerby.
Oxygen coloring blood red,
Pride flowing from feet to head,
Life worth every deed,
Truth worth every pledge,
Sacrifice worth every advance,
Possibilities beyond circumstance,
Rhythm to liberty’s dance,
America you are a second chance.
Flowers in the midst of rain,
Relief from tyranny’s pain,
Kindness in every vein,
Discernment keeping humanity sane,
Roses of passion in the nation’s bouquet,
Humility embodied in every way,
Justice prevailing in all people say,
America you are the light of day.
A million stars in the cosmos,
Pieces of dust that make you up at the utmost.
That’s where you’re from – the dust,
So tell me what’s your worth?
Are you holes in the blanket of night?
A thousand different lights in the universe –
Galaxies of dust that spin far off course.
You’re made of dust – stardust,
So that’s your worth. So much more than just
While I’m still here.
A toss in the air,
Wind in my hair –
I feel you still:
You were happiness,
You were sunshine in every smile,
You were truth in every mile.
Front porches filled with dreams,
You hung from the moonbeams
Like birds filled their houses.
You changed our lifestyle
Told us we had a life worthwhile.
We called you
But you disappeared.
Where you learned to walk
And how to talk,
A space to call your own.
Then years passed
And something changed
Your life was rearranged.
You thought your mistakes made you an outcast.
But home is still home.
It’s not a perfect place,
But a permanent space
Where no matter what, you’ll never be alone.
Why do you hide?
You say, “I’m such a mistake.”
Who told you that lie?
You just went and cried.
I asked why you were a mistake.
You named everything you didn’t possess,
So I told you being true was better than being fake.
But still you chased worldly success.
I wondered why money would fix you.
“Then I could have everything,” you reprove.
But you’re lying, your words aren’t true:
Money can’t buy you love.
I asked you if you wanted to be content.
“Yes,” you said, in awe.
So I told you how to live without regret:
Just be who you are.
Stop chasing money.